Fate/Glory

Sam York

Cuttin' ties, burnin' bridges, say you won't survive
Make me something better, tell me a lie
Narco eyes filled with (?) letters fall as much as I

It's not my only play
It's not our only day
It's not my only play
Fear turned to grief and the grief turned cold

You took the bait, this is the high
A looming dark fate, this is the high
Narco eyes filled with lies
We gift our souls to a life left wanting

Filled with lying
Fame and glory
Fame and glory
Fear turned to grief and the grief turned cold

Lies make lovers of us all
Blended into dust
Shaped like flowers hit with rain and blended into dust
Unwrap the words in my eyes, I'm gleaming, blinding, searing without sight

Eyes want, eyes lie
Sugar, salted lies
Sugar, salted lies
Lies, lies

Gift our souls to a life left wanting
I walk away, you walk away, I walk away, you walk away
I watch our paths fade, pour it down the drain, pour it down the drain

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