Wheel of weapons
In love and warbut for some reason,
it has a different meaning this time.
A glance in my direction,
flicking sand in my eyes
I'm tired of smiling,
of letting you win.
My intonations weak,
but my mind feels strong.
We're taking strides next to giants
your face is forgotten.
I didn't mean for it to end this way,
holding all the cards in my hands.
My melancholy blood
running through my veins,
my black heart pumping
is finally returning to grey.
Misunderstanding has now
gotten the best of me.
These burning embers
are dying away.
Don't look to me for answers,
I've killed myself searching.
Cover me in black and
feed me to the world.
Feed me to a world filled
with liars and thieves
bound my hands, bound my feet,
knock me on my knees.
A dozen daisies destroyed and dead,
molded over by the smell of content,
in this place, in this time.
Mais ouvidas de In love and war
ver todas as músicas- My Theorie
- He Who Lives By The Sword, Dies By The Sword
- Divide By Zero
- To Conquer And Destroy
- Defiance Is Not Un-american
- Last Words
- Panic Attack
- Silent Homecoming
- A Mirror In a Dark Room
- This Lost Town Of Wandering Souls
- This Still-born Hope
- This World Has No Heartbeat
- Too Close To Home
- Wheel Of Weapons
- May Scores Of Angles
- Red Tears And Calloused Hands
- The Rebirth
- Isla de Los Muertos