Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deception, artist - I Hate Heroes. Album song If Life Were a Book, I'd Skip This Chapter, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 08.08.2015
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Deception |
So how does it feel to know |
You’re not in control of the life you lead |
So you follow your heart is torn by weakness |
Bitter resentment misery loves company |
Bringing cowards to their knees |
Faith in my mind or heart, in the throws of disarray |
Faith in my mind or heart |
Faith in my mind, faith in my mind or heart |
But you’re wrong you’re wrong about me |
And I don’t need this hollow shell to breathe |
But you’re nothing without me |
No spark no life no destiny |
And this jealousy I breed is catching up to me |
And I’m terrified that it lives and breathes |
But it’s just the tragedy I need |
I love to hate the way I live |
I’ve learned to love the way you |
Give me your heart so blindly |
Can’t leave my past behind me |
It takes a sick man to be prideful of his sins |
But you know there’s no escape |
When you’re collapsing from within |
Need I remind you there’s a poison inside you too |
Consuming til nothing is left, resistance is useless |
I have come face to face with my demons, and I beat them |
You just love the way it tastes |
Watching another go to waste, like you |
I love to hate the way I live |
I’ve learned to love the way you |
Give me your heart so blindly |
Can’t leave my past behind me |
One careful deception paints a vivid reflection |
Until I break I would give anything |
I’d do anything it takes |
Will you master your life, or will you stand by |
Watching it slip away |
Watching it slip away |
Faith in my mind or heart |
Faith in my mind or heart |
I love to hate the way I live |
I’ve learned to love the way you |
Give me your heart so blindly |
Can’t leave my past behind me |
One careful deception paints a vivid reflection |
Until I break I would give anything |
I’d do anything it takes |
We walk on lines drawn in the sand |
The frailty on which we stand |
We walk on lines drawn in the sand |
The frailty on which we stand |