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• Artiste: Crooked Fingers
• Titre: Crowned In Chrome
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Crowned in chrome I took a ride in the wrong direction Severing the one bind you could tie on me Darkness froze as all the hooks have been connected Butchered underneath a broken light There comes a time a man just cannot trust his freedom Shaking with the hand that wants to cheat him Pissing on the ones who help him float away In his darkest hour So down we go into a twisted dark dissension Scavenging the loose change off your mind And doused in gold behind a thin shroud of deception You're covering the one thing you can't hide from me There comes a time a man has nothing to believe in Betting with a hand that will defeat him Spitting in the eyes that helped you look away From your darkest hour Crowned in chrome I took a ride in the wrong direction Severing the one bind you could tie on me Darkness froze as all the hooks got disconnected Throwing sparks into a starless sky There comes a time a man just cannot trust his freedom Leeching off a host that will disease him Shining up the shoes that send you on your way Into your darkest hour