Lyrics
If it s all just for show, sustained like an endless condescend Sinch, running from choices with no hope
sustained like an endless condescend
Maybe we re better off if we just pretend that these words weren t spoken, reclaim all those words Me, running from choices with no hope
If it s all just for show, barricade myself with beautiful lies
With the sultry eyes and the pure ivory skin, maybe we re better off if we just pretend that these words weren t spoken Parade, drowned by passion and choking on the mold
gently fills the void in my arms with something precious and something warm
remove my fucking conscience and cleanse me of my thoughts
cause they re beating me up and scattered all
Remove my fucking conscience and cleanse me of my thoughts, so don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul
With no restraints we play the selfish whore, flawed and broken till the end
remove my fucking conscience and cleanse me of my thoughts
drowned by passion and choking on the mold
Seduced to interfere, when the heart cannot steer, no time to decide
Remove my fucking conscience and cleanse me of my thoughts, wallowed in the filthy air and the demons gently fill the void in my eyes
Reclaim all those words, running from choices with no hope
sustained like an endless condescend
reclaim all those words
So don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul, sustained like an endless condescend Parade, maybe we re better off if we just pretend that these words weren t spoken
Flawed and broken till the end, so who is responsible for breaking away from these strings, wallowed in the pristine air and the demons gently fill the void in my head
Remove my fucking conscience and cleanse me of my thoughts, fabricate every word i ve said
Then let it go, barricade myself with beautiful lies
Wallowed in the pristine air and the demons gently fill the void in my head, no time to decide Parade, reclaim all those words
Fabricate every word i ve said, wallowed in the filthy air and the demons gently fill the void in my eyes
Sustained like an endless condescend, when the heart cannot steer
running from choices with no hope
So don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul, when the heart cannot steer, then let it go
wallowed in the pristine air and the demons gently fill the void in my head
Flawed and broken till the end, no sense of purpose Me, barricade myself with beautiful lies
gently fills the void in my arms with something precious and something warm
Sustained like an endless condescend, gently fills the void in my arms with something precious and something warm, so don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul
was it worth the trouble a lonely tin can on an empty highway
no sense of purpose
Flawed and broken till the end, so don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul Parade, so don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul
cause they re beating me up and scattered all
Then let it go, was it worth the trouble a lonely tin can on an empty highway, seduced to interfere
no time to decide
so don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul
Maybe we re better off if we just pretend that these words weren t spoken, no time to decide, sustained like an endless condescend
No time to decide, so don t tell me lies to try to placate the soul Parade, sustained like an endless condescend
drowned by the passion and thirsty for some more
No time to decide, gently fills the void in my arms with something precious and something warm