Not Good Enough for Truth in Cliche Songtext
von Escape the Fate
Not Good Enough for Truth in Cliche Songtext
Hurtful words
From my enemies of the last five years
What′s it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window
Make sure you're still alive
Just in time to kill you
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
I can′t take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I cannot feel what you've done to me (I can′t take this (take) anymore)
I can′t take this (take) anymore
What you've done to me
So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
From my enemies of the last five years
What′s it like to die alone?
How does it feel when tears freeze
When you cry?
The blood in your veins is twenty below
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window
Make sure you're still alive
Just in time to kill you
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
I can′t take this (take) anymore
I can't take this (take) anymore
I cannot feel what you've done to me (I can′t take this (take) anymore)
I can′t take this (take) anymore
What you've done to me
So for now, take this down a notch
Crash my car through your window
(Window)
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her backdrop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
Something I cannot forget
Writer(s): Michael Baskette, Omar Espinosa, Brian Money, Ronnie Radke, Robert Ortiz, Mike Booth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com