《Betrayal》歌词

[00:00:00] Betrayal - David J

[00:00:00] Written by：David J

[00:00:01] The blood of betrayal is on his hands

[00:00:08] Faith slips through fingers like desert sand

[00:00:15] Hope pinned like a tin badge

[00:00:17] Alibi or two

[00:00:23] Brutal mercies tender traps

[00:00:27] Charity false or true

[00:00:32] A cast of tired nets

[00:00:40] The ebb and flow of tides

[00:00:47] The moon's hook and cradle

[00:00:55] A string of pretty lies

[00:01:00] Are you laughing now

[00:01:07] Or do you cry

[00:01:13] I walk away from these scenes

[00:01:20] Sad scenes

[00:01:21] Rendezvous of watney's invention

[00:01:29] I turn from these shadows of doubt

[00:01:34] Of artifice and searching

[00:01:36] Of distance and touch

[00:01:42] Touch

[00:01:46] She returns to the gentle placebo

[00:01:49] Of her one hundred cigarettes

[00:01:54] Ties a knot in her memory

[00:01:57] And remembers to forget

[00:02:00] To forget

[00:02:04] These hands are cold

[00:02:06] Those are not my gloves

[00:02:08] That is not my face in the mirror

[00:02:11] Death is that you

[00:02:17] The trains roll in

[00:02:19] The trains roll out

[00:02:24] Step on the cracks and you're a dead man

[00:02:26] We won't hear your shout

[00:02:31] The blood of betrayal is on your hands

[00:02:36] Bruised love

[00:02:39] Bruised love slipping like fingers through the sand

[00:02:46] Are you crying now

[00:02:53] Or do you laugh

[00:02:57] She returns to the gentle placebo

[00:03:01] Of her one hundred cigarettes

[00:03:05] Ties a knot in her memory

[00:03:08] And remembers to forget

[00:03:12] To forget

[00:03:20] These hands are cold

[00:03:22] Those are not my gloves

[00:03:24] That is not my face in the mirror

[00:03:27] Death is that you