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Text: Silverstein. Rescue. Good Luck With Your Lives.

I've looked you right in the face
And I have told the worst lies
I've put my arms around you
And felt nothing at all

I've stolen tasteless bread
I've salted hundreds of cities, paint them red
I've taken a thousand miles and
I'll take a thousand more until you say

You can't believe me
You can't make me stay
You won't change

I hear your whispers calling me
I will turn away
Just like a hunter you will prey
Prey on me

And the world will let you hang
I just made a pact with them
To always drop you where you land

I'll fight from my way and
I'll say that I've changed and
I'll try to convince you, you should stay

Whatever your goal, I'll be here
Making sure you fail

You can't believe me
You can't make me stay
You won't change

I hear your whispers calling me
I will turn away
Just like a hunter you will prey
Prey on me

These seven years have opened my eyes
But I don't want you living all again
You

You can't believe me
You can't make me stay
You'll never change

I hear your whispers calling me
I will turn away
Just like a hunter you will prey
Prey on me

Undreadful? I have been
Loyalty? I have none
No respect, no passion
I'm out to find it