Fate/Glory - Public Practice

Cuttin' ties, burnin' bridges, say you won’t survive

Make me something better, tell me a lie

Narco eyes filled with (?) letters fall as much as I

It’s not my only play

It’s not our only day

It’s not my only play

Fear turned to grief and the grief turned cold

You took the bait, this is the high

A looming dark fate, this is the high

Narco eyes filled with lies

We gift our souls to a life left wanting

Filled with lying

Fame and glory

Fame and glory

Fear turned to grief and the grief turned cold

Lies make lovers of us all

Blended into dust

Shaped like flowers hit with rain and blended into dust

Unwrap the words in my eyes, I’m gleaming, blinding, searing without sight

Eyes want, eyes lie

Sugar, salted lies

Sugar, salted lies

Lies, lies

Gift our souls to a life left wanting

I walk away, you walk away, I walk away, you walk away

I watch our paths fade, pour it down the drain, pour it down the drain