Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 343, artist - White Fox Society. Album song Until We Lose It All, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 27.08.2015
Record label: Artery
Song language: English
343 |
Wait for the sharks in the shallow, let them ravage us |
The little that we have left, collecting dust |
Locked in the vaults of our chest |
No more trust, empty lust |
No more love, but we’re both fucked up enough. |
To carry on with clenched fists no direction to point the finger |
Push our heads to the fucking wall but they never fall they just linger |
They never fall they just linger |
Bang my head to the fucking wall |
Confessions in our last seconds red ink connecting the dots |
These lies bled us out there should be no more second thoughts |
We’re not all made to be lovers |
We’re not all cut out to be saints |
Our passion stays under covers but our flame cannot be reclaimed |
It cannot be reclaimed |
Can’t you recognize the end when you see it? |
Let go of the memories that give you hope |
What do I have to do for you to believe in |
That we’re at the end of this fucking rope. |
The damage is done we can’t kill the pain |
The hole we dug to hide our shame |
Is getting deeper, is getting deeper! |
Yet we carry on this masquerade |
These words are daggers that we swallow, spit out the blood |
Wait for the sharks in the shallow, let them ravage us |
No more trust, deadly lust |
No more love, we’re both fucked |
How much do I have to persuade |
For you, to pull, the trigger? |
How much do I have to persuade |
For you, to pull, the trigger? |
We’re not all made to be lovers |
We’re not all cut out to be saints |
Our passion stays under covers but our flame cannot be reclaimed |
It cannot be reclaimed |
The tears don’t fall anymore |
Why do we hesitate to cut the chord |
We’ve took this to far |
The spell is dead |
The anchor that held us is around our necks |
We’ve made our bed on the ocean floor |
Our backs are broken and our lungs are soar |
So cut the fucking chord |
These words are daggers that we swallow, spit out the blood |
Wait for the sharks in the shallow, let them ravage us |
No more trust, deadly lust |
No more love, we’re both fucked |
How much do I have to persuade |
For you, to pull, the trigger? |
How much do I have to persuade |
For you, to pull, the trigger? |