A Well Thought Tragedy все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- Motive Assessment
This morning I woke up in a jail cell
Next to an aluminum toilet
And a pile of insecurities
I've never felt so small
I just thought that we were past this
Staring through the bars
Sleeping on cinderblocks
- The Product Of Betrayal
There was a time
We fought on the same side
For what we believed in, remember?
When you dug that dagger in my back
You crossed a line
A line we all forgot was there
My blood, my sweat