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• Artiste: Crystal Lake
• Titre: The Undertow
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I mistook this home for being a battlefield I'm dragging us down in the undertow Salt in the wound Wound I got an appetite for destroying My whole damn life again and again Hi, I'm a smoking grenade I'll blow up in your face I can take ya, take ya for a ride, oh yeah Break you down to the mental edge Bliss as flame into the hearts of man Drag me back into my grave I'll pray to them that this was all pretend Loyalty isn't free It don't mean there listening The night is young, and it can still turn into the ride of your life So buckle in I mistook this home for bеing a battlefield I'm dragging us down in the undеrtow Salt in the wound I mistook this home for being a battlefield I'm dragging us down in the undertow Salt in the wound I can't remember who I was inside the shell Who's staring back at me This skin doesn't fit on me I think the broken parts inside me are rotting out my life Serves me, right? Break me down to the mental edge Bliss as flame into the hearts of man Drag me back into my grave I'll pray to them that this was all pretend Loyalty isn't free It don't mean I'm listening The night is young, and it can still turn into the ride of your life So buckle in I mistook this home for being a battlefield I'm dragging us down in the undertow Salt in the wound I mistook this home for being a battlefield I'm dragging us down in the undertow Salt in the wound