Outline (The)
Why We're Better Now
If decency were a common theme, we'd be the prey If memory meant anything, I'd be coming after you If we don't stare, then it's not there What do you care, if nothing exists to hurt you? We'd be the prey Akin, estranged In memory of tragedy, we'd kill to stay Immorally swore a king, in sin we're saved In empathy of tragedy, I'd still be coming after you
From Letras Mania