Letras
Two people in a room
Facial movements to betray
A private display
Of nervous disorder
A mutual torture
Two people in a room
Bloody images conjured
But no one is injured
The weapons are chosen
The action is frozen
Two people in a room
Positions are shifted
The ceasefire unlifted
The lighting is fierce
It's intended to pierce
Any cloak of deceit
And God, they're so gifted
My God, they're so gifted
My God, they're so gifted
My God, they're so gifted
Two people in a room
Their present locations
An indication
Of previous incisions
And unpleasant decisions