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• Artiste: Red Handed Denial
• Titre: Smokescreen
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Bend me, break me Whittle me down to nothing more than a daydream, charade Dancing in a wicked masquerade I've spent my life protecting who I love from who I am The vicious games you play Conceal your motives like a snake Smokescreen Betray your blood The damage is engrained The pious lies you preach Your soapbox echoing Without suspicion, there is no love here Day after day I am haunted by the things that I can't change Fairweather faith Beneath the weight I'll carry to your grave Unsafe, no refuge No space, so subdued No sanctuary for the "damned" and the "broken" Your empty heads in sand Let's pretend I don't exist Smokescreen Betray your fucking blood The damage is done The pious lies you preach Your soapbox echoing Without suspicion, there is no love here Day after day I am haunted by the things that I can't change Fairweather faith Beneath the weight I'll carry to your grave Day after day I am haunted by the things that I can't change Fairweather faith Beneath the weight I'll carry to your grave It begs the question It begs the question Would you still love me? Would you still love me? Unsafe I beg No more charade Await your grave