Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Silverlake 65:71, artist - My Ruin. Album song The Brutal Language, in the genre Ню-метал
Date of issue: 26.09.2005
Record label: Rovena
Song language: English
Silverlake 65:71 |
The forecast said it would be sunny |
I guess they got it wrong |
It’s raining again in Silverlake |
And I need to hear my song |
The one that puts me in the mood |
To spill my guts and talk to you |
Saves me from my self-inflicted worry when I do |
Oh, you’re asleep right now but I’m still wide awake |
It’s hard for me to close my eyes without no pill to take |
I think of all the times I tried, the nights I dreamed I’d died |
Help me feel alive again 'cause I’m so dead inside |
Well, I’m a liar and you’re my saint |
It feels so good being the one they hate |
And I’m a sinner, so let’s all pray |
I wouldn’t want it any other way |
Well, have you heard the news, I’ve got a blue bruise on my hip |
The truth can be a brutal business, I just need a kiss |
Someone to tape my wrists, I think that I’m about to bleed |
But I know it’s not up to you to give me what I need |
Oh, you’re awake right now so I must be asleep |
It seems I’ve got a secret that I ain’t afraid to keep |
I think of all the times I tried to tell you how I feel |
But it’s so hard to mend my wounds that just refuse to heal |
Well, I’m a liar and you’re my saint |
It feels so good being the one they hate |
And I’m a sinner, so let’s all pray |
I wouldn’t want it any other way |
Take me back, let’s go back |
It’s so dark here, it’s so black |
Exquisite with stillness, the fragrance of flesh |
The taste of revenge and my wounds are still fresh |
Now here she comes with her bloody red lips |
Funeral-white skin and her generous hips |
Drenched in the scent of romance like no other |
She’s so filthy gorgeous that death has become her |
Well, I’m a liar and you’re my saint |
It feels so good being the one they hate |
And I’m a sinner, so let’s all pray |
I wouldn’t want it any other way |