Professional Americans, The
Idle Threats
It's just black and white
On a page, everyday
It's another life
Gone away, with little change
A purpose drawn
A purpose all along
I just need to bend without breaking
I just need to live without faking
All I'm made for
I am your evidence
Letras de cancionesCan I come alive
Pass the test, with idle threats
Are we ever sure
Until we're gone
Until we're black and white
A purpose drawn
A purpose all along
I just need to bend without breaking
I just need to live without faking
All I'm made for
I am your evidence
A purpose drawn
A purpose all along
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