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• Artiste: Anthrax
• Titre: Invisible
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(Anthrax) I'm wiping the slate spotless I vow this is your final chance Almost all but little faith has been thrown out the window I promise to sustain my stance You've taken everything from the get go And you've given nothing in return Your sado-masochism has reached the ninth inning Still you're puzzled to see I'm concerned Struggling, to come to terms with This god-awful life that i live Stumbling, but still i try To get out from under your grip Transparent in critical moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible My simmering blood is rising Primed and ready to explode Get off your high horse and come to the party I'll beat you into overload Only through your limited viewpoint You think you know how I exist Easy to turn my back on the system Hard not to be an atheist Back in the days when promises were made Equality for all You go by the word from the man who gives it Never expecting a fall Struggling, to come to terms with This god-awful life that I live Stumbling, but still I try To get out from under your grip Transparent in critical moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible Transparent in cricital moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible again Burn... I never should've trusted I never should've trusted I'm sickened and disgusted I never should've trusted What happened to me? Back in the days when promises were made Equality for all You go by the word from the man who gives it Never expecting a fall Transparent in critical moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible Transparent in critical moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible