I'm thinking 'bout girls on white horses

With angelic voices

They're luring me in with their song

Oh, what could go wrong?

Sad mist, red leaves

Frost lingers on the trees

And my armor, the keeper of a heart

that keeps me going under

I kinda like it by myself

Where no one else could reach me

I'm no longer the keeper of a heart

that keeps me going under

My mind cannot be occupied

Sell out your kind

I'm thinking 'bout girls on white horses

With angelic voices

They're luring me in with their song

I'm thinking 'bout boys talking poison

Inelegant noises

They scream 'til their voices are gone

Oh, what could go wrong?

(I don't)

I don't believe in me, sometimes I feel defeat

Left out to bleed in the street of your

Hypocrisy, you're plaguing me

I tried to leave but you won't let go

Conspiring is a means to an end (An end)

Making fires just to start again

It's kinda nice here by myself

Building up dust on the shelf

No longer a dull imposter

I'm thinking 'bout girls on white horses

With angelic voices

They're luring me in with their song

I'm thinking 'bout boys talking poison

Inelegant noises

They scream 'til their voices are gone

Oh, what could go wrong?

J'suis perdu dans l'ombre

Les deux pieds dans la tombe

Aucun nom sur la stèle

Pour que personne s'en souvienne

Forcé à vivre dans la peine

Si je ne peux

Reposer en paix

No

If I can't die in peace, I'll live in pain

I'm thinking 'bout girls on white horses

With angelic voices

They're luring me in with their song

I'm thinking 'bout boys talking poison

Inelegant noises

They scream 'til their voices are gone

Oh, what could go wrong?

(Oh, what could go wrong?)