Angelspit - Art of War lyrics
[Angelspit - Art of War lyrics]
And you love and you love to pick a fight
But what age did you lose your compassion?
Convincing yourself that you’re always right
Peace don't last it’s a passing phase
Walking on egg shells 'til it escalates
Everything's ok until the fire comes
Everything's ok until the fire comes
There's a monster behind that beautiful face
It's like fucking Dorian Grey
Too selfish to pick up the pieces
Too noxious to be trusted
I have become a frame
Where you hang all your baggage
Ideals and hate
You won't be the death of me