Wrong Victory - MS MR

Rose colored glasses, they couldn’t change on anything

Golden flames that bright, they couldn’t hear me from within

Disperse the heat, let the cold sweep in, oho

Bursting laying light, has my head in a spin

When the skin doesn’t feel like home

And I don’t wanna break down and feel alone

This body only knows, oho

How to hold back more than it shows, oh Superstition that found itself in a way

Of a free premonition that could have helped me escape

It’s a wrong kind of victory

Destroys as it breaks through

It’s hard when nothing tricks like it used to When the skin doesn’t feel like home

And I don’t wanna break down and feel alone

This body only knows, oho

How to hold back more than it shows, oh Head in my hands, stand on it The spine of this truth like cracks in the wind

Act like burst but should help me transcend

Head in my hands, stand on it The spine of this truth like cracks in the wind

Act like burst but should help me transcend

When the skin doesn’t feel like home

And I don’t wanna break down and feel alone

This body only knows, oho

How to hold back more than it shows, oh