Eldest 11 - Risk (Shapeshifters) | Текст песни

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I love the metal in your makeup.
You're on fire...
and so coked up from that bomb dust.
We're dislocated at the joint.
and I love how you've got the blood in hair.
The miscommunications setup to give the blame away.

And most of the time I'm such an easy guy.
With the bombs falling through the fucking sky.
but I let go of what we use to be (when you're gone) because I don't care.

And I was never nice pulling the wings off of flies in my Atlanta hotel.
And they gave me Alcohol and Demerol.
And tied on those pretty pink ribbons that make me feel like a star.
Gotta love the battle scars! (We're dislocated at the joint)
The miscommunications setup to give the blame away.

And most of the time I'm such an easy guy.
With the bombs falling through the fucking sky.
but I let go of what we use to be (when you're gone) because I don't care.

(We're Shapeshifters!)
And I burn inside! (Spreading wings)
Some things never change. (I'm not like you drone)
I keep pushing you further away!
And I burn inside! (Spreading wings)
Some things never change. (I'm not like you drone)
I keep pushing you further away!

And most of the time I'm such an easy guy.
With the bombs falling through the fucking sky.
but I let go of what we use to be (when you're gone) because I don't care.
and I burn inside.....
and most of the time I'm such an easy guy with the bombs falling through the fucking sky. (but I let go)

(We're Shapeshifters!)
And I burn inside! (Spreading wings)
Some things never change. (I'm not like you drone)
I keep pushing you further away!
And I burn inside! (Spreading wings)
Some things never change. (I'm not like you drone)
I keep pushing you further away!

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