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Artiste:
Architects
Titre:
Libertine
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We are the rust worshipping the rain Can I believe in anything? I've got a doubters mind, but that don't give me the rope It's not enough, so call the cavalry, the cavalry God, give me some hope 'cause I've been living in a deficit for so long Don't turn the page 'cause your blood'll run cold Parting the seas isn't free and it's getting old You're gonna choke when you drink from the fountain We are the rust worshipping the rain I've got a band-aid on a bullet wound If I refuse to break through, I can never lose There's a trap at the peak of the mountain We are the rust worshipping the rain I'm so afraid of everything I think my courage died, this is a slippy slope So lock the cuffs because I'm powerless, so powerless I just can't cope 'cause I've been living in a deficit A libertine stole the keys And drove this machine without me Don't turn the page 'cause your blood'll run cold Parting the seas isn't free and it's getting old You're gonna choke when you drink from the fountain We are the rust worshipping the rain I've got a band-aid on a bullet wound If I refuse to break through, I can never lose There's a trap at the peak of the mountain We are the rust worshipping the rain A libertine stole the keys And drove this machine without me It's too much, but it's not enough So cold, but I'm burning up I'm trying to swim But I'm treading water It's unclear, but it's obvious Three cheers for this emptiness I'm trying to swim Yeah, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying Don't turn the page 'cause your blood'll run cold Parting the seas isn't free and it's getting old You're gonna choke when you drink from the fountain We are the rust worshipping the rain We are the rust worshipping the rain