Empathy for the Devil, Pt. 1 - Alb

Now there is something I can see

And I know you won’t disagree

Telle me you’re not a friend

I saw you take by what you’ve gain

'Cause there is nothing else can be say

Tell me just where you win

Oh my friend

Can’t you see that this was coming

Tell me to fold the game

How’d we gone to win

Can’t you see that it was coming

Did you have to kill the flames

Now there is something in the wind

And I’m drowning in somebody sins

Maybe you’ve lost your friends

And now you’re there

Take a close look at yourself

Does it feel like you’re somebody else

No, now this contain

And once again

Holding something turn to nothing

Tell me to fold the game

How’d we gone to win

Can’t you see that it was coming

Did you have to kill the flames

The gain is cold

You’re on you flown

And all the spaces that surround you

Will live you when they’ll find you close your stores

Everyone will know

That it was not easy to be like you

Nothing that you touch no trends to go

Nothing that you touch no trends to go

Can’t you see that it was coming

And all the time we spent

I don’t know where you win

You just cheating i was listening

Can’t you see that it was coming

and all the time we spent

Burn away in the wind

Can’t you see that this was coming

And all the time we spent

I don’t know where you win

You just rifting I was listening

And it stuff back in the shame