Propaganda
Ab, Bb, Bbm, Db, Eb, Ebm, F, Fm, Gb
Eye to eye, see me as a loser
Hurt by envy
Hurt by greed
Face to face, we're downed as illusions
The stars of old romance still round their cheeks
And we blow by blow, the passion dies
With little doubt, this happy noise, the memories of gone by times
Wish to recall the lies, the first step won't hurt at all
The second only makes you wonder, the tears will have you on your knees
You start pleading, I start screaming
It's too late, the decision is made by fate, made by fate
Time to prove what forever should last
Which feelings are so true, as standard tests
Wisdom means I'm so strong, as to bury all attempts
It may blow, but blow, the best job dies
Just a little death, just happy in life
Though memories have, burned by times
Wish to recall the lies
The first cut, won't hurt at all
The second only, makes you wonder
That dirt will have you on your knees You'll start bleeding, I'll start screamin'
The first step won't hold at all The second only makes you older
The dirt will have you on your knees
You start bleeding, I start screaming
The first cut won't hurt at all
The second only makes you wonder
The dirt will have you on your knees
You start bleeding, I start screaming