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• Artiste: Soilwork
• Titre: Your Beloved Scapegoat
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So the idol you preached, has turned into nothing. It was making your way, through the dust when searching. You never thought it would give you up, your beloved scapegoat. You never thought it would interrupt, your sweet escape... Those were the times when you cranked it all up. You soared for the moment, without wings to lift you up... I'm crossing that line with a state of mind. One more night missed out. As if I was blind to the fact, it won't wait... Won't you carry me home? Did you do it all for nothing. Or did it make you sure of something. No matter the subjection. Or the mystery of life was just put on hold. You will always treasure the things. That reject you an possess you. Breeding new life through the eyes of the insane. And it all comes down to... Those were the times when you cranked it all up. You soared for the moment, without wings to lift you up... But tonight... I'm crossing that line with a state of mind. One more night missed out. As if I was blind to the fact, it won't wait... Won't you carry me home? Nothing can touch such a mind in distress. Won't you find another bright solution. Crossing that river, get away with what's left. Eternally struck in the realm of confusion... But tonight... I'm crossing that line with a state of mind. One more night missed out. As if I was blind to the fact, it won't wait... Won't you carry me home? I'm crossing that line with a state of mind. One more night missed out. As if I was blind to the fact, it won't wait... Won't you carry me home, carry me... (Thanks to NthraXX for these lyrics)