Bad Books
No Reward
With my dominant hand,I steer the ship towards the futureWith my eyes full of sand, I make a myth of the messThrough desert blinders and cataracts, grab the battle axelet the faith outfox the fearSnap off the string, go clear(No reward)Snap off the string, go clear(No reward)From the crimson killing floor No reason, no rewardThread the rib through the rind, pull the pins from the pillboxKeep every twist intertwined, each coincidence lockedTo the prelude and aftermath, 'til you have to ask"Are you sure you're sure you're right?It's such a lonely life!"(When you're sure)It's such a lonely life(When you're sure)Endless incremental warSo cursed to be so sure(No reward)Letras de cancionesIt's such a lonely life(No reward)It's such a lonely life(No reward)It's such a lonely life(No reward)From the crimson killing floorTo the mausoleum doorOff the isolation shoreNo reason, no reward.
From Letras Mania