| Song | Les Malheurs |
| Artist | Pure Reason Revolution |
| Album | Amor Vincit Omnia |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| As eyes gun you, the sky tumbles off | |
| Yeah, I made foul mistakes I know | |
| Our hearts die soon but I can’t spit the love | |
| Her body stroked by hands of God | |
| The eye stuns you, their body’s naked brawn | |
| Yeah I despise the faker’s foe | |
| If I die soon, yeah can spit the blood | |
| My soul inscape the hands of hurt | |
| So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones? | |
| But I know you’re dirty, you’re no tame animal | |
| Now get-go, don’t let, go! I know the kind you take home | |
| Yeah, you made this dirty cause you faked it all. | |
| And sing my love muse, deep breaths of heaven, kissed by goblins, ghosts and licked by devils hands | |
| I conceal it under your skin | |
| Yeah, I’m kneeling under you | |
| Every way we lose so give in… | |
| The highs gone now and love has conquered all | |
| Yeah I made foul mistakes malheur | |
| Our hearts die soon but I can’t spit the words | |
| Her body stroked by hands of God | |
| Their eyes numb you, their body’s naked crawl | |
| Yeah I define those fakers foe | |
| If I die soon yeah I’ll kill-switch the loves | |
| Does my soul escape those hands of God | |
| So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones? | |
| But I know you’re dirty, you’re no tame animal | |
| I’ll be the echo that won’t let go, I’ll be there grinding your bones | |
| Yeah I know you’re dirty, all fingers and tongues. | |
| But it seemed enough for you though I never levelld, kiss these old burns and God knows I’ve missed your love… | |
| And sing malheur muse keep a place in heaven… all these lost words, and God knows I’ve missed your love… you alone… |
| As eyes gun you, the sky tumbles off | |
| Yeah, I made foul mistakes I know | |
| Our hearts die soon but I can' t spit the love | |
| Her body stroked by hands of God | |
| The eye stuns you, their body' s naked brawn | |
| Yeah I despise the faker' s foe | |
| If I die soon, yeah can spit the blood | |
| My soul inscape the hands of hurt | |
| So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones? | |
| But I know you' re dirty, you' re no tame animal | |
| Now getgo, don' t let, go! I know the kind you take home | |
| Yeah, you made this dirty cause you faked it all. | |
| And sing my love muse, deep breaths of heaven, kissed by goblins, ghosts and licked by devils hands | |
| I conceal it under your skin | |
| Yeah, I' m kneeling under you | |
| Every way we lose so give in | |
| The highs gone now and love has conquered all | |
| Yeah I made foul mistakes malheur | |
| Our hearts die soon but I can' t spit the words | |
| Her body stroked by hands of God | |
| Their eyes numb you, their body' s naked crawl | |
| Yeah I define those fakers foe | |
| If I die soon yeah I' ll killswitch the loves | |
| Does my soul escape those hands of God | |
| So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones? | |
| But I know you' re dirty, you' re no tame animal | |
| I' ll be the echo that won' t let go, I' ll be there grinding your bones | |
| Yeah I know you' re dirty, all fingers and tongues. | |
| But it seemed enough for you though I never levelld, kiss these old burns and God knows I' ve missed your love | |
| And sing malheur muse keep a place in heaven all these lost words, and God knows I' ve missed your love you alone |
| As eyes gun you, the sky tumbles off | |
| Yeah, I made foul mistakes I know | |
| Our hearts die soon but I can' t spit the love | |
| Her body stroked by hands of God | |
| The eye stuns you, their body' s naked brawn | |
| Yeah I despise the faker' s foe | |
| If I die soon, yeah can spit the blood | |
| My soul inscape the hands of hurt | |
| So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones? | |
| But I know you' re dirty, you' re no tame animal | |
| Now getgo, don' t let, go! I know the kind you take home | |
| Yeah, you made this dirty cause you faked it all. | |
| And sing my love muse, deep breaths of heaven, kissed by goblins, ghosts and licked by devils hands | |
| I conceal it under your skin | |
| Yeah, I' m kneeling under you | |
| Every way we lose so give in | |
| The highs gone now and love has conquered all | |
| Yeah I made foul mistakes malheur | |
| Our hearts die soon but I can' t spit the words | |
| Her body stroked by hands of God | |
| Their eyes numb you, their body' s naked crawl | |
| Yeah I define those fakers foe | |
| If I die soon yeah I' ll killswitch the loves | |
| Does my soul escape those hands of God | |
| So to you is this dirty? Have sick undertones? | |
| But I know you' re dirty, you' re no tame animal | |
| I' ll be the echo that won' t let go, I' ll be there grinding your bones | |
| Yeah I know you' re dirty, all fingers and tongues. | |
| But it seemed enough for you though I never levelld, kiss these old burns and God knows I' ve missed your love | |
| And sing malheur muse keep a place in heaven all these lost words, and God knows I' ve missed your love you alone |