In Flames "Leeches" |
Leeches Like leeches "Ignorance we trust" If you say this way, I'll take that way Fuel for the fire on which I thrive Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech [I know] You'll be forgotten and gone It burns, it rips, it hurts Leeches, they preach to us Words of wisdom from blocked minds Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech [I know] You'll be forgotten and gone It burns, it rips, it hurts They make you belive your turn The chance of a lifetime, How does it feel to be alive? A tear for the poet that can't be heard (And) praise the artist that steals Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech [I know] You'll be forgotten and gone It burns, it rips, it hurts They make you belive your turn The chance of a lifetime, How does it feel to be alive? Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |