歌手: thrice
时长: 01:48
A Subtle Dagger - Thrice[00:00:00]
It infiltrates insidious it feints at love betrays our trust[00:00:09]
In what we've known since we were born [00:00:13]
The truth we've found in all we see points to design points to design [00:00:18]
Still our chests swell [00:00:25]
We'll never find true answers from a wishing well [00:00:30]
So feed us all another lie to still our thoughts [00:00:36]
Appease our pride so we won't have to change the way[00:00:40]
We see we live we love we die [00:00:43]
Our luts precede our blasphemy [00:00:49]
Our logic reads like notes from tainted autopsy [00:00:58]
Our souls they speak of something more [00:01:21]
But we can't look beyond ourselves [00:01:23]
We implore empty skies because o hearts hold room[00:01:26]
For no one else [00:01:29]
We extend our claws to grasp at shadows of the ideals we have lost [00:01:33]
Casualties of a subtle dagger [00:01:39]
Buried to the hild in our heart [00:01:42]
Blood on our hands[00:01:45]