Artist: backyard babies
Song: a song for the outcast
Album: Stockholm Syndrome
Year: 2004
Roses are red
The seed has been spread
Three can keep a secret
If two of them's dead
Blood on their hands
Cut family bands
Not enough life without bein'
given the chance
Are we meant to be angels fallin'
Or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way
When everybody is walking out on
On the road to strict perfection
Only the beauty live to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with you
Monsters been fed
Thousand ahead
It's all in your books
But has never been said
I colour my art
Black for my heart
Running 'til I run no more
I'm back from the start
Are we meant to be angels fallin'
or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way when
Everybody is walking out on
On the road to strict perfection
Only the beauty live to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with
No I won't fade out with you
Livin' my life love self-destruction
No I won't fade out with you
What is your fear?
Invitations are here
Cry a river inside
But never shed any tears
Me and my saint
You and your taint
Born in the middle
And the story maintain
Are we meant to be angels fallin'
or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way when
Everybody is walking out on
Are we meant to be angels fallin'
or do we live to survive?
This illusion ain't my way when
Everybody is walking out on
Everybody is walking out on
On the road to strict perfection
Only the beauty live to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with
On the road to strict perfection
Only the beauty live to tell
This is the source of all the infections
Jaded, but I won't fade out with
