Original lyrics
ENovercome by the enemy,
I run back up to my room,
where I find your ruins,
and love, will you make a fool of me,
you got me doing things,
I never would believe.
overcome by the enemy,
I run back up to my room,
where I find your ruins,
and love, will you make a fool of me,
you got me doing things,
I never would believe.
so open eyes behind enemy lines,
lie on my back and cross my fingers.
this room is my gravity,
keeps me on the ground,
when I have no weight.
and trust,
have you been misleading us,
'cause I believed when you said,
the enemy she is a friend.
lets make a toast,
to our useless work,
and our hopeless cause,
to assess the damage of the loss.
lets make a toast,
to our useless work,
and our hopeless cause,
to assess the damage of the loss
