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[Verse 1]
I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
You better watch your back
I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
You better watch your back
Starved like a vampire chasing a vein
Cruel disposition, sickness I crave
Attention, attention, welcome to the stage
Your new sacrifice, come sharpen your teeth

[Chorus]
Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow
Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
Prey, prey, we’re prey for the sorrow
Prey, prey, prey for the sorrow

[Verse 2]
I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
You better watch your back
I got an axe to grind, a crooked mind
You better watch your back
Sick validation, gut full of pills
Self-medication, it’s making me ill
Attention, attention, it’s all eyes on me
I’ll burn at the stake while you ache for the kill

[Chorus]
Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow
Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
Prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
Prey, prey, we’re prey for the sorrow
Prey, prey, prey for the sorrow

[Bridge]
Our new gods are empty like the holes in our heads
We dance upon the alter of envy and hubris
A scourge of narcissism reaps depression in black waves
If this is your salvation, you better pray
You better pray
You better pray
One, two, three, go

[Chorus]
Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow
Prey, we are all prey for the sorrow, our sorrow
Prey, prey, we’re prey for the sorrow
Prey, prey, prey for the sorrow

Forced to cope with every roadblock
This drive placed in our way
On and on, we’re holding back
On and on, I’m trying to forget that
We’re two hours away from home
No signs of hope
I’m starting to think I’m coming home
I think my sanity’s closing with the day
I’d like to think that we move on
And on and on to better things

A night stranded in Cleveland was the only thing we needed to Get this fucking town on the move
(A ten hour drive, yet so close to home)

It’s not what you think
I just have this way of forcing words I never meant
And I’d like to think that there was weight
In the words exchanged or the way it felt back then
And I know that gets colder at this time of year
And I know that it gets colder when the lies fly by

Though I think you should know everything
I’m keeping this one in for good and that’s the way it ought to be

There’s many things I’d probably say I wouldn’t do but I did back then
I know I lied to you but it was better that way
And it doesn’t change the way you see right through
And I know that it gets colder at this time of year
And I know that it gets colder when the lies fly by

Though I think you should know everything
I’m keeping this one in for good and that’s the way it ought to be

And I know that it gets colder at this time of year
And I know that it gets colder when the lies fly by

I don’t give enough to take back what I own
My stories are told out of broken homes
I could be a bit better if I kill off this ghost
I’m alone

I bleed from the inside
And I won’t tell anyone
I’m nowhere to find
But I couldn’t care it all
Live like a ghost to keep me from talking
Til’ you notice where I’m at
Cause I couldn’t care at all

Nowhere to hide, and nowhere to run to when nobody listens
I’m just a liar that’s tired of trying
I’ll pick myself apart cause I couldn’t care at all

I’m sick of waiting

Maybe I’m too quick to guess
Throwing words again
I keep cutting ties with my peace of mind
So I can get this out
I keep cutting ties with my peace of mind
So I can get this out

At times I count myself out
Wait for days till I can be found
At times I’m just down and out
Wait for days till I can be found
Once I’m alive again
Once I’m alive I start to love again
But I still shut my eyes