Flame (исполнитель: Crustation)
[bad word] she feels Insecure and jilted Like a thief he tried to steel her soul Slyer than his easy smile He tried to use her for a while Underneath she's empty as a whole Oh flame's still burning She's not learning Can't keep turning Back discarded memories Dusty thoughts Start to tease her Loaded with ammunition Coded by her ambition He fires a sweet talk into defenseless she Shot and numb with poison words She [bad word] uselessly Unhurt a slave to his [bad word] captivity Oh flame's still burning She's not learning Can't keep turning Back discarded memories Dusty thoughts Start to tease her It's all a game For him to play He trank a deep And threw her away Deluding her No illusion is numb Cynicism neared his head And left his appetite Unfed Alone all his brilliant words Are dead Oh flame's still burning She's not learning Can't keep turning Back discarded memories Dusty thoughts Start to tease her He turned her world to black But she's stopped looking back Tattooed it all in black Discretion is the key To his reality And she feels now she's free So she chooses then and there To leave without a care She goes into the dusk As easy as a breeze No longer on her knees Her soul is now at peace