Songtext von Bloody Knuckles, Broken Glass

I'm making a masterpiece I'm gonna write my name in the wet concrete of the walkway on which i tread, on our short march to meet the dead A living catastrophe, i'm the one to blame, while the russians in my head are playing roulette Forever haunted by the truth, now i'm filled with hatred forever crawling back to you But i always hold my head up high, although i'm dying inside, suffering in silence! Playing a losing hand and the cards don't lie Back and forth the battles rage across this notebook page Taking control again and i'll hide my shame, but the russians in my head are playing roulette Forever haunted by the truth, now i'm filled with hatred forever crawling back to you But i always hold my head up high, although i'm dying inside, suffering in silence! I'm living in the past within the shadows cast, i burn before i crash Bloody knuckles, broken glass.