Letras
We all think and want the same things
Comes across as telepathy
Self serving, Fake smiles
Masquarade of sympathy
Keep what I think in my mind
I want to torture god
Keep all my dreams in my mind
I want to torture god
In a kingdom of none
I can give you a life
Tear me down into ashes
See the light in my eyes
Fade
My fault, your glory
My fault, your glory
Wicked, unforgiving thing
Stupid creature
Wicked, unforgiving thing
My design
Keep what I think in my mind
I want to torture god
Keep all my dreams in my mind
I want to torture god
[Thank you for saving me]