Backstabber

BACKSTABBER

Stay… deaf… to… my… screaming
Stay… deaf… to my screaming
Stay… deaf… to… my… screaming
Stay deaf to me

I wonder why
You’re still alive… without me
You preach for the better life
The never steeling ideals
Trust me not I’m not gonna disapprove it
You stay away from all my wounds
Now they will never touch you

So you rise with the living dust
As I turn my back on you
Always on my way to the edge of existence
One more night comes cold

Stay… deaf… to… my… screaming
Stay… deaf… to my screaming
Stay… deaf… to… my… screaming
Stay deaf to me

You redirect me
From being so active… without you
Can get the seasons in one
Attractive toy for a child
Feel the dreams filled with fear of the ending
Illusions grow and then fade
Now they will never involve you

So you rise with the living dust
As I turn my back on you
Always on my way to the edge of existence
One more night comes cold

As I turn and walk away
You don’t please to stay
Care me anyway
But you will stab me in drama like this
You will spit to my pace
I laugh when see you dreaming like this
I will delete your face
From… my… head…
Deaf to my words
Blind to my tears
My body explodes
When I imagine you feeding my fears

So you rise with the living dust
As I turn my back on you
Always on my way to the edge of existence
One more night comes cold
So you rise with the living dust
As I turn my back on you
Always on my way to the edge of existence
One more night comes cold