Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song despite what you've been told, artist - Two Gallants. Album song Two Gallants, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.09.2007
Record label: Saddle Creek
Song language: English
despite what you've been told |
I guess by the bloodstain on your lips |
And the wander of your fingertips |
I should proof true to my emptiness |
And stay here |
Well I’m just a kid of I’ll repute |
But Steena wears my only suit? |
And you are just a substitute |
For the one that I hold dear |
You know you could be anyone |
God forgive my tastless tongue |
I never should have been set free |
I carve my eyes, I skin my face |
And beg on how to be replaced? |
That’s how we deal with boys like me I guess by this world so sick with loss |
And your circusses so free of cost |
I should climb down of my rugged cross |
And lay with you |
You know by now it’s half past late |
And I only came here for escape |
You, you’re just my next mistake |
Light me to you? |
You know you could be anyone |
God forgive your unborn sons |
I hope they don’t end up like me I drag my mind through sheets of shame |
Blame myself, forgive the game |
That’s how we deal with boys like me But despite what you’ve been told |
I once had a soul |
Left somewhere behind |
A former friend of mine |
And I hate to speak so free |
But you mean not much to me So if the streetlights they shine bright |
I’ll be home tonight |
I guess by the dim light in your eyes |
And that to you all things come as a surprise |
I should set the steel trap of your tights |
And dive right in To you I’m just a confused child |
Insecure or in denial |
Go raise your robes, go have your trial/try |
I’ll let you in You know I could be anyone |
God forgive what I should have done |
My thoughts enough to kill tv? |
And yes, I guess I made/make this bed |
But I’ll take the sidewalk instead |
That’s how we deal with boys with me But despite what you’ve been told |
I once had a soul |
Left somewhere behind |
A former friend of mine |
And I hate to sound so true |
But I mean nothing to you |
And with the streetlights they shine bright |
I’ll be home tonight |