40 Grit

Fade Into You
Pleasure to pleasure, reason with reason Sustain, endeavor, your pain deceiving Now here's a question, what is your pleasure? Can't run away from here, you can't afford to hide Consume your weakness, cannot defend Fed to you now and then, you're feeling worn inside Raped of your tension, once you reason Your thoughts are lost again. I can hear an empty cry Silnced with violence, broken demeanor Reason with reason, so inferior So here's a question, what is your pleasure? Can't run away from here, you can't afford to hide You're searching for answers, so close yet far away Thrown back into your face, you're running out of time Consume your weakness, underneath this disquise Lies pain you're soon to know, Hang you with these starring eyes Just point the blame to another Unfocused time You're in between, you're uncovered, Something in there you cannot define Fading to me, this is the question Fade into me, this is depression Can I find the strenght to put this bullet in my head CHORUS From Letras Mania