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Prepare Your Weapon

Escape the fate

Prepare Your Weapon

I know I suffer, from guilt of past romances
Now that it’s over, all hope fades in blackness
I build defenses, I arm myself in darkness
Prepare the weapon, this battle ends when I give in.

I lose my head, I lose my mind
Time passes by far out of sight
And I can’t look back

I’m losin my fight, blinded by this life
The truth is gone, gone, gone
Caged in my mind, I am trapped inside
Like a martyr I’m gone, gone, gone

The silence cuts me, my arrogance is striking
Yet so addictive just like the drugs inside me
I’m feelin anger, my hopes cut through the sky
I can no longer, cause his word cuts me down to size
I lose my head, I lose my mind
Time passes, by far out of sight
And I can’t look back

Composição: Max Green/Craig Mabbitt/Michael Money/Monte Money/Robert Oritz/Robert Ortiz





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