The sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know
The gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed
Manipulate me if anda can
Go on and fool me like your biggest fan
I know
The arrogant pride that poisons the truth anda hear
I know
The bigoted tongue that tears away all your fear
Pontificate anda faded star
Go on and tunjuk me who anda really are
anda can lie to the papers
anda can hide from the press
anda can fake it on stage
anda can crawl from your cage
anda can cari and destroy
anda can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick anda played
Whore anda laid
Dream anda stole
I know the katil in the room in the wall
In the house where anda got what anda wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that anda keep
I know where anda sleep
I know
The illness behind the image anda create
I know
The tedious need to turn all anda Cinta into hate
anda poor pathetic paranoid
Is it just me atau do anda secretly enjoy it?
anda can lie to the papers
(You can lie) anda can hide from the press
(You can hide) anda can fake it on stage
anda can crawl from your cage
anda can cari and destroy
anda can kill and depend on it
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
I know your tainted flesh
(You can’t hide)
I know your filthy soul
(You can’t hide)
I know each trick anda played
(You can fake it if anda try) Whore anda laid
Dream anda stole
I know the katil in the room in the wall
In the house where anda got what anda wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that anda keep
I know where anda sleep
Sleep
Sleep
Sleep
anda play the victim very well
anda build yourself indulgent hell
anda wanted someone to understand you
Well be careful what anda wish for because I do
You’ve got a fancy turn of phrase
anda set your trap
anda made your plays
You’re so fond of games
anda must never lose
Funny how the only one in your katil is you
anda can lie to the papers
anda can hide from the press
anda can lie to the papers
anda can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
anda can lie to the papers
anda can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
FAKE, CRAWL, SEARCH, KILL
Oh my god
Oh my god
I touched you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
God save the queen
I loved you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
Oh, oh
I fucked you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
I know the sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your …shh!… bed
anda can lie to the papers
anda can hide from the press
anda can fake it on stage
anda can run from your cage
anda can cari and destroy
anda can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you’ played
Whore anda laid
Dream anda stole
I know the katil in the room in the wall
In the house where anda got what anda wanted and ruined it
I know the katil in the room in the wall
In the house where anda got what anda wanted and ruined it
I know the katil in the room in the wall
In the house where anda got what anda wanted and ruined it
I know the secrets that anda keep
I know where anda sleep
I’m wishing anda the best of luck
And sejak the way
(Your puisi sucks)
I’m wishing anda the best of luck
And sejak the way
(Your puisi sucks)
I’m wishing anda the best of luck
And sejak the way
(Your puisi sucks)
I’m wishing anda the best of luck
And sejak the way
As being torn to pieces sejak a loving hand
How do I save anda from a voice so soft
As that which acquiesces to your each demand
How do I look upon the eyes I love
And send them down this path, I know it isn’t right
How do I make anda realize my love
That there is lebih to fear than strangers in the night
Chorus:
How do I save you
How do I set anda free
Behind the curtain waits a darker world
If I can’t make anda leave
How can I save anda from me
I think you’ve had enough experience
To differentiate between a hati, tengah-tengah of gold
And what anda buaian in your gentle arms
Can anda not recognize a soul already sold
How do I save anda from the things I’ve been
I can’t deny the past, it’s written on my face
How do I save anda from the mess you’re in
When I can’t make anda leave this torturous embrace
Chorus
