Going around like a revolver.
It’s been decided how we lose.
'Cause there’s a fire under the altar.
I keep on lying to.
Already pulling me in.
Already under my skin.
And I know exactly how this ends, I
Let you cut me open.
Just to watch me bleed.
Gave up who I am for who you wanted me to be.
Don’t know why I’m hoping.
For what I won't receive.
Falling for the promise of.
The emptiness machine!