Oscar Leonov - The Great Perhaps Not Lyrics

Do you think that you're the only one
Who feels the way you do?
Balanced on the tip of a knife
Hanging like dead men on your every word

To your right, the flood gates have opened
On your left a feeling encroaching
That you'll be found out, it's a matter of time
A moral transgression, a holy war crime

Burn me to the ground
Pull the walls down
Cause all that's in your mind
Will fester when it's left behind
I'm going to spurn you
I'm going to earn you
And I will burn you
Until my lips turn blue

Do you think you're the only one
Who feels the way you do?
Dancing on the backs of all
Your victims that you've just left battered and bruised

One day we'll all be dust
It evens the playing field I suppose
And when push comes to shove and we've all had enough
You will be greeted by rest and repose

Burn me to the ground
Pull the walls down
Cause all that's in your mind
Will fester when it's left behind
I'm going to spurn you
I'm going to earn you
And I will burn you
Until my lips turn blue

Oh babe, you'll be the death of me
You drive me up the walls
Don't drink from the chalice of a king before you
Kiss the f*cking ring

Burn me to the ground
Pull the walls down
Cause all that's in your mind
Will fester when it's left behind
I'm going to spurn you
I'm going to earn you
And you won't feel a thing
When you kiss the f*cking ring