There are secrets, that we've been keeping
All the fire in our eyes, is going out
Into the distance, I hear them coming
And with the torches lit, I mellow out my head

We are running from the scene of the crime,
that we committed, that we committed
We're running out of time
Suspects, alibis, and partners in crime,
and partners in crime
We are running from the day, it's not too late
It's not too late, to turn around and face what we did,
what we did

And there's crowded skeletons, hanging in our closets
Like we can hide it
We will find an alibi, to take our side
And peel away the dirt from our skin

We are running from the scene of the crime,
that we committed, that we committed
We're running out of time
Suspects, alibis, and partners in crime,
and partners in crime
We are running from the day, it's not too late
It's not too late, to turn around and face what we did,
what we did

Well he wants your blood, and he wants your heart

by Dino
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