Woorden: Razor Red Noise. Fog Of War.

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The colours draining from your face
Make it easier to see the cracks,
The breaks in your wall

The feelings bleeding from this place
Make me feel so lost, like I don?t know
Where I?ve ended up

We suffocate inside the fog of war
So blinded by our hatred, no

We?ve fallen far behind
The things we used to want to be
So long ago
We?re falling further through
And in the hole we?ll find our grave
Our grave

We suffocate inside the fog of war
So blinded by our hatred, no

We suffocate inside the fog of war
So blinded by our hatred now
I think we?ll never know
Whose side you kept
Uncertainty has taken us