Title: Beckoned
Album: Dark Days
Artist: Coal Chamber
Composer(s): Rayna Foss-Rose, Mike Cox, B. Dez Fafara, Miguel Rascon
Lyric:
All dressed in black, eyes of attack
Coming with one hand in pocket
To take from me
Sin eyes, I see
Sin is nice to me
Nothing left for me
Reality, forget it
You have messed up, can't do anything
I have messed up, can't do anything
You just a fuck up, I just a fuck up
We're just two fuck ups
At least we fucked up together, you
So sad to see you go
I said to myself you know
So sad to see a mind
Disappear through time
Lunacy's an argued taste
I guess there's no time to waste
Oh! This times is a passing phase
Reality, forget it
You have messed up, can't do anything
I have messed up, can't do anything
You just a fuck up, I just a fuck up
We're just two fuck ups
At least we fucked up together
You have messed up, can't do anything
I have messed up, can't do anything
You just a fuck up, I just a fuck up
We're just two fuck ups
At least we fucked up together
We are two fuck ups
We are two fuck ups
You have messed up, can't do anything
I have messed up, can't do anything
You just a fuck up, I just a fuck up
We're just two fuck ups
At least we fucked up together
You have messed up, can't do anything
I have messed up, can't do anything
You just a fuck up, I just a fuck up
We're just two fuck ups
At least we fucked up together
Together
Together
Together, forever
Together, forever
Together, forever on paper
Forever, together
Forever, together
Forever
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