There´s a train leaving town, if you hurry up i think you just might make it, Dammit, I hope you make it.. Conscience is a faint, unpleasant sound, You´ve worried enough, But here´s your chance so take it Dammit,I hope you take it.
A heart attack sleeping in your chest waiting to tell the timing´s best So make a move, while you still breathing
(Chorus) Say so long to innocence from underneath the evidence You taste like Heave but God knows you were built for sin built for sin..
There´s a lie for every truth If you take, these pills I think you just might make it Damn, and i hope you make it
When you were mine, was i for you just one cheap trill just to help you make it and Damn, i hope you didn´t fake it Hypocrisy has really aged you well Th white on your nose is your secret to tell So you should speak, while they're still listening.
(Chorus) Say so long to innocence From underneath the evidence You taste like Heaven, but God knows your built for sin
You can scream out loud But your panic falls on deaf ears This is where you've brought yourself And this is what you've always feared There's a faceless crowd, with no sympathy So you can scream out loud But there's no one listening
(Chorus) Say so long to innocence From underneath the evidence You taste like Heaven, but God knows your built for sin
Julio Agostinho S.S. Souza (=
Compositores: Timothy Huskinson, Brandon Christopher Wootten, Jonathan Luke Mcduffee, Kenneth W Nixon (Nixon), Steven Christopher Vest ECAD: Obra #3048540