Anthrax: Invisible
aus dem Album: Sound Of White Noise
Songtext:
I'm wiping the slate spotless schmetterlinge basteln I vow this is your final chance Almost all but little faith has been thrown out the window I promise to sustain my stance You've taken everything from the get go And you've given nothing in return Your sado-masochism has reached the ninth inning Still you're puzzled to see I'm concerned Donna Carolina
Struggling, to come to terms with This god-awful life that i live Stumbling, but still i try To get out from under your grip
Transparent in critical moments Denkmalgeschützte Immobilien You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible
My simmering blood is rising Primed and ready to explode Get off your high horse and come to the party Globus Bildschirmhintergrund I'll beat you into overload Only through your limited viewpoint You think you know how I exist Easy to turn my back on the system Hard not to be an atheist
Back in the days when promises were made JPG kleiner machen Equality for all You go by the word from the man who gives it Never expecting a fall
Struggling, to come to terms with This god-awful life that I live Stumbling, but still I try Immobilien Bergisch Gladbach To get out from under your grip
Transparent in critical moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible Transparent in cricital moments Immobilien Melle You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible again
Burn... Wellness Hotel Ostsee I never should've trusted I never should've trusted I'm sickened and disgusted I never should've trusted What happened to me?
Back in the days when promises were made Mandala Herbst Equality for all You go by the word from the man who gives it Never expecting a fall
Transparent in critical moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Niembaum Then you make yourself invisible Transparent in critical moments You drop me when your hands aren't full You call yourself my closest friend Then you make yourself invisible
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