Loot Songtext - Baroque

Loot - Baroque

Pried from cold dead hands
Is a conscience made of steel
Although very best friends
Too cold to say how we feel
I fear you never knew
When you betrayed my trust
So true, I must have missed it too
When the iron started to rust
But you were always by my side
You were always on my side

It's fine that I learned to stand
You knew that I'd walk some too
To finally let go of the hand
Was the hardest thing to do
'Cause you were always by my side
Just to be torn apart
By foolish pride

There's no religion
In us now
Total communication
Has broken down
There's no way out
No bridge to cross
No path around
Don't look for help
Among this crown
You know you're dead
If you hit the ground
And your broken bones
Won't walk so tall
Won't stand so proud
You were always by my side

And in a bind
Like every time
When the whole world
Went running scared
I'm on the bottom
Barely visible
But something was
Always there
When you were
Always on my side
Just to be torn apart
By foolish pride

There's no religion
In us now
Total communication
Has broken down
There's no way out
No bridge to cross
No path around
Don't look for help
Among this crown
You know you're dead
If you hit the ground
And your broken bones
Won't walk so tall
Won't stand so proud
You were always on my side

And my whole world
Has changed so much
I thank you for the time
My words have changed so much
Now that I'm

Now I know everything
I never wanted to
Know about it
My sun is setting on
A world that doesn't
Give a shit
The very young
And the very old
They know the truth
To make a bed then
To die alone
Is the proof
Paralysis is possibly
A new beginning
Exodus, the big game
Final inning
All I am is a memory
In dark corners
A fear I have
A heart stopping
Mind disorder
Last thought of family
A love I knew
Best friends left behind
And what they'll do
I leave this world
Nothing but a rhythm section
One moment, one time
One love, one direction

And my whole world
Has changed so much
I thank you for the time
My words have changed so much
Now that I'm

Pried from cold dead hands
Is a conscience made of steal


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