Letra de An Ode to the Masochists
Patience getting thin and my senses are failing Could you at least pretend It's alright You can't kid a kidder Push in Not faking it tonightTied up and tainted You said we could've made it But every word you said was just a lie So take me by the hand Say something I can stand It's better to burn out than be a manSo take your last chance Pretend you didn't fuck it up I'll try to cover your tracks if I canLaughed in our faces Hideous places Sick of the night drives Birthing the night skySo take this last chance Pretend you didn't fuck it up I'll try to cover your tracks if I canOff to the races It's such a shame you've missed your mark I find my comfort in how far that you fall This is an ode to the masochists Whoa This is an ode to the masochists