Superheist
Will The Change

Why does the score have to be like this?
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips,
On the edge of the world I am waiting for you.

Ha!

Care for a taste of this?
Its gonna get you high,
Eyes that burn so red,
Like a blood lit sky,
Dramatic atic,
Screams at night,
He's twisting,
He's falling away,
And ill grow up,
And make the most of my whole life,
Mean while,
Im twisting i'm fading away.

Why does the score have to be like this?
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips,
On the edge of the world I am waiting for you.

Break down,
Will the change,
This bleak distored view.

Care for a taste of this,
Its gonna get you high,
Eyes that burn so red,
Like a blood lit sky,
Dramatic atic,
Cries at night,
He's twisting,
He's breaking away,
And he'll grow up,
And make the most his whole life,
This time,
He's twisting,
He's breaking away.

Why does the score have to be like this?
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips,
On the edge of the world I am waiting for you.

Break down,
Will the change,
This bleak distored view,
How long,
Conceal the shame,
Reveal the point of view.

Portraits of anger,
Refuse,
Receive,
Reborn,
Respect,
We face the danger,
We become stronger.

They never, ever change,
No, huh!
They never, ever change,
No, huh!
They never, ever change,
No, huh!
They never, ever change,
No, huh!

Break down,
Will the change,
This bleak distored view,
How long,
Conceal the shame,
Reveal the point of view.

I point at you.


Mirror lyrics:

I point at you.

Reveal the point of view.
Conceal the shame,
How long,
This bleak distored view,
Will the change,
Break down,

No, huh!
They never, ever change,
No, huh!
They never, ever change,
No, huh!
They never, ever change,
No, huh!
They never, ever change,

We become stronger.
We face the danger,
Respect,
Reborn,
Receive,
Refuse,
Portraits of anger,

Reveal the point of view.
Conceal the shame,
How long,
This bleak distored view,
Will the change,
Break down,

On the edge of the world I am waiting for you.
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips,
Why does the score have to be like this?

He's breaking away.
He's twisting,
This time,
And make the most his whole life,
And he'll grow up,
He's breaking away,
He's twisting,
Cries at night,
Dramatic atic,
Like a blood lit sky,
Eyes that burn so red,
Its gonna get you high,
Care for a taste of this,

This bleak distored view.
Will the change,
Break down,

On the edge of the world I am waiting for you.
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips,
Why does the score have to be like this?

Im twisting i'm fading away.
Mean while,
And make the most of my whole life,
And ill grow up,
He's falling away,
He's twisting,
Screams at night,
Dramatic atic,
Like a blood lit sky,
Eyes that burn so red,
Its gonna get you high,
Care for a taste of this?

Ha!

On the edge of the world I am waiting for you.
Come see the blood on the edge of my finger tips,
Why does the score have to be like this?


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