A.18
Текст песни Infected

Terror in your smile delicate in your charm
and yes I fell for it too, eyes like knives
when the back is turned
another victim for you to consume
and in my mind so many times I
and in my mind I...
bat your lashes tragically naive
like someone else forced the actions you do
oh to be like poets when thoughts turn your way
but all I really think is fuck you
and im my mind so many times i set you on fire
the beast has been unmasked, true colors shown
dull and gray
this infection will never heal
head so bloated with lies
what could possibly keep the swelling down
capacity compromised