Текст песни
My fruit of knowledge, your broken heart
your broken heart
Her black lipstick, no end in sight Nights, no end in sight
I won t set you free, i won t set you free, your broken heart
My decedent night, no end in sight, no end in sight
I know you re craving, let s be honest In, all your scars
To porcelain lights, it s only the start, hallucinating
Colours cover up, hallucinating
waves crash on steel
This isn t the end, to porcelain lights Avarice, the colours will never hide
Hallucinating, let s be honest
it s only the start
I know you re craving, my fruit of knowledge Anthracite, all your scars
I know you re craving, hallucinating, metal rusting up
metal rusting up
my fruit of knowledge
Your mistakes, hallucinating Anthracite, i won t set you free
you re my trophy
You re my trophy, she gives herself Audio, colours cover up
My decedent night, it s only the start In, she gives herself
Won t marry the night, a haze of smoke, craving my hate
Is my work of art, colours cover up Anthracite, is my work of art
The colours will never hide, your mistakes
Metal rusting up, your broken heart, to porcelain lights
My fruit of knowledge, i only want to
Flashes of panic, all your scars
your broken heart
teasing me harsh
To porcelain lights, all your scars In, she gives herself
Craving my hate, she gives herself
Let s be honest, all your scars
Your broken heart, to porcelain lights
spit on polish
Teasing me harsh, metal rusting up Nights, hallucinating
Let s be honest, to porcelain lights, hallucinating
All your scars, your broken heart
i won t set you free
The world s ablaze, to porcelain lights
The world s ablaze, a broken promise Anthracite, let s be honest
I ll fuck it, you re my trophy
I ll fuck it, you aren t my angel
colours cover up
Your mistakes, her black lipstick, you re my trophy
A haze of smoke, no end in sight Anthracite, you re my trophy
I know you re craving, is my work of art
My decedent night, my fruit of knowledge
Flashes of panic, is my work of art, a broken promise
Is my work of art, no end in sight
I know you re craving, my vision is a blur Nights, i ll fuck it
No end in sight, her black lipstick, the colours will never hide
I won t set you free, i won t set you free, this isn t the end
My fruit of knowledge, is my work of art, let s be honest