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letra de b.a.t.s. - the dead friends club

[verse one]
if you tried to kiss me, bella you would just stumble into my jaws
a trap laid for much bigger creatures than you, bella
and i can’t prevent the damage i could do
if you got to know me, if you got to look inside my brain
there’s a siren sitting at the control panel
stringing melodies whisking me away
bella you got the eyes and the smile
and just the kinda innocence the siren is a-hungering for baby
she wants more of you and all the pretty things you do

[chorus]
through rose-tinted glasses, you can’t tell thе difference bеtween blood and oil
if you let her take control of your affections she’ll lure you into agony
through rose tinted glasses, you can’t see the nightmare growing in between us
baby, don’t you know the real pressing question is whether you could handle it
no

wicked are the ones who the innocent trust
who manipulate, sedate and take advantage of you
anesthesia drips from her wicked lips as she chokes me harder
and since my baby broke my heart and shattered my world just a month ago
my siren took control and had me falling for you, bella
you’re sweet but honey brings the beasts
you were in the wrong place at the right time for the siren to
dig her claws into your shoulders, and if you weren’t here bella
she’d find your innocence in somebody else
[chorus]
through rose-tinted glasses, you can’t tell the difference between blood and oil
if you let her take control of your affections she’ll lure you into agony
through rose tinted glasses, you can’t see the nightmare growing in between us
baby, don’t you know the real pressing question is whether you could handle it

[bridge]
she deepens the wounds she claims to sew
she deepens the wounds she claims to sew
she deepens the wounds she claims to sew
she deepens

[chorus]
through rose-tinted glasses, you can’t tell the difference between blood and oil
if you let her take control of your affections she’ll lure you into agony
through rose tinted glasses, you can’t see the nightmare growing in between us
baby, don’t you know the real pressing question is whether you could handle it
through rose-tinted glasses, you can’t tell the difference between blood and oil
if you let her take control of your affections she’ll lure you into agony
through rose tinted glasses, you can’t see the nightmare growing in between us
baby, don’t you know the real pressing question is whether you could handle it
no

- the dead friends club

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