Charade

Duration

3:36

Genres

Modern Rock

Lyrics

Let’s get it out, bleed it out in the open I’ve never been very good at keeping up the pretense I never lock my front door There’s no defense like this Want to breathe the air in deep And hold it inside of my lungs I won’t put up- I won’t put up a fight This is just a charade I haven’t the faintest feeling what I’m here for And, at the end of the day The darkness escapes its prison I’m its victim Now you’ve heard about my grand intervention How does it feel to be living on the other side I never lock my front door You should get used to it Want to live the air you breathe And hold you inside of my lungs I won’t put up, I won’t put up a- This is just a charade I haven’t the faintest feeling what I&’m here for And, at the end of the day The darkness escapes its prison I’m its victim Just- say- you’ll- stay Oh, just- say- you’ll- stay This is just a charade I haven’t the faintest feeling what I’m here for And, at the end of the day The darkness escapes its prison I’m its victim