[ Featuring Alex Yarmak ]
Hands tight, the tide has turned and you know it
Burned down 'cause no one's buying your story
Can't hide the gallows waiting to hold you
You're nevermore, you're nevermore
The cross of love, the wench of reliance
Or shall I weigh all the shame?
I don't need your praise or your blame
It's only how it fits your game
So shut your face
Stop pretending like you don't know
When all is said, you're still searching ways to burn my name
I hate your face, your crusade is just a fool's parade
A fool's parade, a fool's parade
So shut your face, your crusade is just a fool's parade
A fool's parade
Don't lie, don't pretend to be sorry
Sweet smiles, while dominos keep falling
No doubt, it's all for your own glory
Your perfect storm, your perfect storm
The cross of love, the wench of reliance
Or shall I weigh all the shame?
I don't need your praise or your blame
It's only how it fits your game
So shut your face
Stop pretending like you don't know
When all is said, you're still searching ways to burn my name
I hate your face, your crusade is just a fool's parade
A fool's parade, a fool's parade
You will not make me doubt myself
You even don't know who you are
So don't blame the ones around you
So shut your face
Stop pretending like you don't know
When all is said, you're still searching ways to burn my name
I hate your face, your crusade is just a fool's parade
A fool's parade, a fool's parade
A fool's parade (fool's, fool's, fool's parade)
A fool's parade
A fool's parade
