كلمات Ink

Hand me the paper I’ve never felt safer There’s been a failure So hand me the paper Confess the things I now know Left too far from midair Stripped bare then I was told to hush Perform your fraud and they applauded I found my Ink, Ink, Ink Hand me the paper With no eraser I point the finger I’m just a sinner Confessing the things I now know When I was handed rope My hope was in a tug of war Perform your fraud and they applauded I found my Ink, Ink, Ink But when you thought you were my painter Who knew that I’d become your danger I gave him my ink, released it to print Now I’m the headlight But when you think I’m behind the trigger With nothing to lose, stronger than ever I gave him my ink, released it to print Now I’m the headlight I found my Ink, Ink, Ink But when you thought you were my painter Who knew that I’d become your danger I gave him my ink, released it to print Now I’m the headlight But when you think I’m behind the trigger With nothing to lose, stronger than ever I gave him my ink, released it to print Now I’m the headlight So hand me the paper Confess the things I now know