Life In A Museum (исполнитель: A Static Lullaby)
The scene has retaken shape It seems your stuck in the middle The legs of your lover Have spread for another You're invaded [bad word] undone Retrace, recount, reuse (undone) [bad word] believe, be well Impress, impose, embark (undone) Conceal, connect, conquer You give it all And sometimes fade away We give it all We all just fade It's not love We're not love [x2] But I'm not perishing (Cause vengeance holds my hand) To be lost amongst the slaves (While shackled) Shackled and blistering (Its now lust that holds my hand) Tonight I'll find my way So now you think this is safe Oh boy you better be careful And oh, I've never had the chance for This kind of love I'm infected, [bad word] undone Retrace, recount, reuse (undone) [bad word] believe, be well Impress, impose, embark (undone) Conceal, connect, conquer But I'm not perishing (Cause vengeance holds my hand) To be lost amongst the slaves (While shackled) Shackled and blistering (Its now lust that holds my hand) Tonight I'll find my way Find my way! Retrace, recount, reuse [bad word] believe, be well Impress, impose, embark Conceal, connect, conquer Retrace, recount! But I'm not perishing (Cause vengeance holds my hand) To be lost amongst the slaves (While shackled) Shackled and blistering (Its now lust that holds my hand) Tonight I'll find my way (Tonight I'll find my way, way)