Enemy 歌词

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. 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