Situation

Song of the day;;

→ Soilwork - No More Angels

Bring punishment to get hold of me

So cold like a glance from my eyes

Accept the way it's meant to be

A mental sacrifice

Go down, hear the sound of a gentle man

Leading you straight to the void

Where the neon bastards they make

Dropouts out of leftover toys

No more angels, no more painful lies

No more strangers, no more waste of time

So here I am going straight to the plan

Never knowing that I'm damned

Walking the thread that's so precious to me

A secret part of my history

My time to short as nothing beckons to me

My time, goddamn, what it is I try to be

Fill the hole a thousand feet below

Become the master of a freak show

So cold

Right now

So

Come out, burst on to me

Cold

Come out, this love to me

Right

Later burst round the side

Now

I dislike

No more angels, no more painful lies

No more strangers, no more waste of time

Bring punishment to get hold of me

So cold like a glance from my eyes

Accept the way it's meant to be

A mental sacrifice

Go down, the keeper of your thoughts may be

Go down, a sacred child who just can't see

Counting the days, so amazed

Of this sweet and miserable effort

So cold

Right now

So cold

Right now

So cold

Right now

So cold

Right now

No more angels, no more painful lies

No more strangers, no more waste of time

No more angels, no more painful lies

No more strangers

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