Tempter. Paroles

Cover your eyes this wont be (this won't be) a pretty site

Cover your eyes this wont be (this won't be) a pretty site

I mistake myself, for a machine
I mistake myself, for a machine

Teach me.. how to breathe
against the odds

What now lives inside of me
consumes what is left
of my, mind

I have left my soul on the floor
It's liquified i am draining

(Cover your eyes this wont be a pretty site)

Cover your eyes this wont be (this won't be) a pretty site So take my wrongs away, ill find my right of way