14 acessos
Manipulated romance
pretty speeches in the dark
banging on your
big drum
you captivate
heir hearts
but underneath the mask
is a man of straw a master of excuses
closing every door
I don't wanna hear your name.
I don't wanna feel your pain. I don't have
to play your game.
I'm stronger, things have changed,
I'm no longer in fools, fools
paradise fools
paradise.
Your poetic inspiration
is a work of art
but your obsession with the glory
rules a self-centered heart
accumulative hatred
living in fear
and when the bitterness is over
another victim reappears
I don't wanna hear your name
I don't wanna feel your pain
I'm no longer in fool's
fool's paradise