(v) for vendetta - Sworn In

Say it over like it never began

Every time I build this bridge you burn it down again

I say «fuck these ties» postcards lie…

And especially mixtapes from June '95

This is why I hate home

I love so hard I almost let go

Trying to see through bloodshot eyes

Trying to hide this thorn in my side

So fuck these nights where the memories lead nowhere

And the joy is dead and the songs I sing never lived

This broken mind where my memories lead nowhere

Love is dead and the songs I sing never lived (will never live)

I pray for the day when your sun turns black

Screaming fits and battlefield cries

Do nothing for an assassin with a rusty knife

And like rose red blades our friendships the same

Cutting out the heart of this broken fucking day

Yeah the first time and the last time