Backyard Babies - Stockholm Syndrome

Roses are red
The seed has been spread
Three can keep a secret if two of them's dead
Blood on their hands cut family bands
Not enough life without been giving the chance

Are we meant to be angels falling
Or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way
When everybody's walking out on

On the road to a strict perfection
Only the beauty live to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with you

Monster's been fed
Thousands ahead
It's all in your books
But has never been said
I color my art
Black for my heart
Run ‘til I run no more
I'm back from the start

Are we meant to be angels falling
Or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way
When everybody's walking out on

On the road to a strict perfection
Only the beauty live to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with you
No, I won't fade out with you
Livin’ my life love self-destruction
No, I won't fade out with you

What is you fear
Invitations are here
Cry a river inside but never shep any tears
Me and my saint
You and your taint
Born in the middle
And the story maintain

Are we meant to be angels falling
Or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way
When everybody's walking out on.

Are we meant to be angels falling
Or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way
When everybody's walking out on.

When everybody's walking out on.

On the road to a strict perfection
Only the beauty life to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with!

On the road to a strict perfection
Only the beauty life to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with!