Lyrics Versus Versace - Lower Definition

Versus Versace

You say you know but I don’t think you do
And your game to play, but you don’t want to lose in this conversation
Chasing lights, dreaming in assets, chasing ourselves away from the end
From ever being «dead»
My fists are clenched, tightly around this pen and there’s a prisoner in my head
My eyes are red, from keeping them open.
There’s a prisoner in my head
I hope we never ever cross each other’s lives.
Don’t cross the line with me
We’re ripping the wings from the plane.
Cause it makes us happy
You’re shaking in the sight of the wolf
These teeth are sharp enough to cut right through the swords that slit right
down our throats
You’re shaking in the sight of the wolf and my insides just can’t hold this one
down anymore
I hope we never cross each other’s lives.
We’ll cross out the lies.
We’ll cross out the lies