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?)