Dead in the Ruins of Your Own City Songtext
von Fuck the Facts

A perfect plan, a piece of man
A filthy mess, cocaine
The victim, a misled talent
Rising to the top, you paid for it

Ensnare, overwhelmed by his debts
In a vicious circle
As everything sunk, triggered by his problems
Needing to save his back

Trafficking was all you knew
Too deep to change or redefine your path
Your trust in human, your ruin
Rise to the top? You′re going down alone, alone

Caught in a corner, conscious
His life's threatened, cracked down
Erase the cause to save himself
Erase

Seduced by avarice
You were stunned by corruption
On that morning everything had changed


His pulse knocking down
Drenched in sweat with no escape
Plagued by permanent thoughts
He couldn′t banish from his mind

Mentally rehearsed
Over, over and over again
Until he had the perfect trap
Nothing was left aside

After several attempts
You could feel the situation getting awkward
No doubt, you've seen others before
This guy was abusing of your patience

The final date, dressed up in black
He waited in the shade for the moment the prey

And you fell for it
How was your last day, my dear

Merlin
He faced your fear
Cold hand, gun shot, he ran
He stayed awake that night


Eyes wide open, you lived too fast
Rigid and cold, your blood splattered
Your hand on the wheel, face down
Dead in the ruins of your own city

I failed
I failed being there
Even on your deathbed I wasn't there

Does it erase the times that I was at your side?

Let′s celebrate your glorious ending

I′ll dance on your grave