The pain looks good on you
London after midnight
What will you do ?
What will it prove ?
When your indifference comes back to you
What can i say to make you understand ?
All of your misery comes from your own hands
What will it prove ?
When your indifference comes back to you
What can i say to make you understand ?
All of your misery comes from your own hands
Why ban the bomb ?
Why turn the other cheek ?
Why care at all ?
When the pain looks good on you
Can't you see past your own vanity ?
Or does self worship rule your land of apathy ?
Why ban the bomb ?
Why turn the other cheek ?
Why care at all ?
When the pain looks good on you
You push me i push back no reason to think
You push me i push back you lose if you blink
You push me i push back no reason to think
You push me i push back you lose if you blink
Why ban the bomb ?
Why turn the other cheek ?
Why care at all ?
When the pain looks good on you
You must want to suffer
You must love to hate yourself
So why seek solutions when the pain looks good on you
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