Interpret:

Marko Saaresto

Album:

Cyanide Skies

Breathing like I'm seething
 like my bill of rights is being burned before my eyes
 Seeing, disbelieving
 like some trick of lights is being played to hide the lies 


 What you're taking out on me now
 What you're rakin' down my back
 It ain't showing
 But I ain't faking nothing so I guess
 It means I ain't taking what you're throwing 


 You can draw my blood
 watch me bleed, but I ain't dyin'
 Got my lucky star
 my spirit's free, this time I'm buyin' 


 Grieving till I'm free again
 till your love no longer comes haunting in my sleep
 Weaving over bleeding
 this creature of habit will not be obsolete 


 What you're taking out on me now
 What you're rakin' down my back
 It ain't showing
 But I ain't faking nothing so I guess
 It means I ain't taking what you're throwing 


 You can draw my blood
 watch me bleed, but I ain't dyin'
 Got my lucky star
 my spirit's free, this time I'm buyin'
 Lucky star, my spirit is free again 


 Every single wound that weeps
 Every jaded memory
 Calls for a new one in it's place
 So let me lead you through this dance
 of guilty pleasures in advance
 peachy at the corners of your mouth 


 Sands of time will fall... 


 You can throw me off my course
 I will make it my resource
 Just to be myself