The Thrill Testo
Testo The Thrill
Watch me now...
Gave in for the moment
A lifetime of thrills
Paid up to deserve it
Made up with my pills
Now will you ever learn
And make it all just turn
An ironic pattern
A foolish will
A sweet reputation
A passion to kill
Falling down again
And feel the core getting chilled
How it lies, a twisted device
Giving you up ten times
Stop the search and you will find
And dismantle the thrill
Hunting for closure
But the story goes on
A cancer that bleeds...
Won't leave till your done
Like streams of broken glass Passing through your veins
Obsessed with obsession
Corroded from guilt
Such a drag of progression
The tears getting spilled
Now will you ever learn
And make it all just turn
How it lies, a twisted device
Giving you up ten times
Stop the search and you will find
How it lies, a twisted device
Filling you up to deny
Stop the search and you will find
I'm playing alone and will master
Talking to myself and will find out
How to retain ever after
The pain, the sound, the bottomless game
I was taught
[Solo: Wichers]
How it lies, a twisted device
Giving you up ten times
Stop the search and you will find
How it lies, a twisted device
Filling you up to deny
Stop the search and you will find
And dismantle the thrill...
Gave in for the moment
A lifetime of thrills
Paid up to deserve it
Made up with my pills
Now will you ever learn
And make it all just turn
An ironic pattern
A foolish will
A sweet reputation
A passion to kill
Falling down again
And feel the core getting chilled
How it lies, a twisted device
Giving you up ten times
Stop the search and you will find
And dismantle the thrill
Hunting for closure
But the story goes on
A cancer that bleeds...
Won't leave till your done
Like streams of broken glass Passing through your veins
Obsessed with obsession
Corroded from guilt
Such a drag of progression
The tears getting spilled
Now will you ever learn
And make it all just turn
How it lies, a twisted device
Giving you up ten times
Stop the search and you will find
How it lies, a twisted device
Filling you up to deny
Stop the search and you will find
I'm playing alone and will master
Talking to myself and will find out
How to retain ever after
The pain, the sound, the bottomless game
I was taught
[Solo: Wichers]
How it lies, a twisted device
Giving you up ten times
Stop the search and you will find
How it lies, a twisted device
Filling you up to deny
Stop the search and you will find
And dismantle the thrill...
WICHERS, PETER LEO RICKARD
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