الكلمات الأصلية
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Run in the furnace, forced into service
Trying our best to adapt
My good little groupies redid our duties
Wiping our souls from the map
I know they wanted a fanatic
But you don't wanna see the panic now
Would rather do something dramatic
'Cause I'm not like you, I won't fight you
Show me to the door
Living in a
And we spent our days in hell (devoted to distraction)
Living in a
And we spent our best days in hell (can we fight the passion?)
Force the meaning down our throats
You never told me we were in a coat
Too many potions, mind is an ocean
Trying my best to forget
All of the love lost, now it's been too long
I can't remember the rest
I know they wanted a fanatic
But you don't wanna end the panic now
Would rather do something dramatic
'Cause I'm not like you, I won't fight you
Show me to the door
Living in a
And we spent our days in hell (devoted to distraction)
Living in a
And we spent our best days in hell (can we fight the passion?)
Pour the meaning down my throat
I never felt like I'm so alone
Living in a
And I spent my days in hell
In my head
They couldn't make me, they couldn't make me believe shit
In my head
They couldn't make me, they couldn't make me believe in it
Living in a
And we spent our days in hell (devoted to distraction)
Living in a
And we spent our best days in hell (can we fight the passion?)
Pour the meaning down my throat
I never felt like I'm so alone
Living in a
And I spent my days in hell
