Song | God Awful Truth |
Artist | Fear Before the March of Flames |
Album | Art Damage |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
The devil plays hits where you’d least expect | |
Its cold and dark when you’re buried alive | |
See how it feels marching into the flames. | |
Its warm and bright when you’re burning alive | |
The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here | |
Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you. | |
That’s what the rats call eternity | |
All in before you. | |
No one watches anyway. | |
No one watches anyway. | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won’t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won’t be here waiting in a line for hell with you? | |
Voices distorted. | |
Specks of grey | |
Good looks converted. | |
Specks of grey | |
Voices distorted, good looks converted. | |
Specks of grey. | |
Specks of black and white | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won’t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here. | |
Lost in a cast of millions | |
Fall in line |
The devil plays hits where you' d least expect | |
Its cold and dark when you' re buried alive | |
See how it feels marching into the flames. | |
Its warm and bright when you' re burning alive | |
The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here | |
Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you. | |
That' s what the rats call eternity | |
All in before you. | |
No one watches anyway. | |
No one watches anyway. | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won' t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won' t be here waiting in a line for hell with you? | |
Voices distorted. | |
Specks of grey | |
Good looks converted. | |
Specks of grey | |
Voices distorted, good looks converted. | |
Specks of grey. | |
Specks of black and white | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won' t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here. | |
Lost in a cast of millions | |
Fall in line |
The devil plays hits where you' d least expect | |
Its cold and dark when you' re buried alive | |
See how it feels marching into the flames. | |
Its warm and bright when you' re burning alive | |
The spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here | |
Lost in a cast of millions all in line before you. | |
That' s what the rats call eternity | |
All in before you. | |
No one watches anyway. | |
No one watches anyway. | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won' t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won' t be here waiting in a line for hell with you? | |
Voices distorted. | |
Specks of grey | |
Good looks converted. | |
Specks of grey | |
Voices distorted, good looks converted. | |
Specks of grey. | |
Specks of black and white | |
Oh shit man who am | |
I to think | |
I won' t be marching in to the flames right along with you? | |
Spotlights search for you as long as the dust collects here. | |
Lost in a cast of millions | |
Fall in line |