2 acessos
Buried alive, "body of christ" they cried
I was just cleverly disguised
Burn me alive, avert your pagan eyes
Oh, even the good ones lie
Yes, even the good ones, they lie
Yes, even the good ones they waste your time
Sometimes
And it's a lonesome feeling, one you can't deny
This lonesome living's, all we can provide
So if you need me, is something you decide
It's quite a feeling once you realise fake is what you like
You caught my eye, but it was not our time
You were blind and I was dumb
You caught my eye, but it was not our time
No, it wasn't worth to try
'Cause even the good ones, they lie
Yes, even the good ones, they waste your time
Sometimes... Sometimes
And it's lonesome feeling, one you can't deny
This lonesome city's, poised to rob you blind
So if you need me, is something you decide
It's quite a feeling once you realize fake is what you like
And it's a lonesome feeling, one you can deny
This lonesome living's, all we can provide
So if you need me. Is something you decide
It's quite a feeling once you realise fake is what you like
And it's lonesome feeling, one you can't deny
This lonesome city's, poised to rob you blind
So if you need me, is something you decide
It's quite a feeling once you realize fake is what you like