Been greeted with a smile,
|
In my back twists the knife,
|
So quick to flip the switch,
|
Never know quite what hit,
|
Behind lines you know,
|
True colors always show,
|
Forget that you exist,
|
The hand that feeds cut off at the wrist.
|
|
Hate spreads like infection,
|
Two faces yet you see one.
|
|
Hey, shoot the arrows,
|
As I turn and go,
|
Know one day when most of us are gone,
|
Shoot the arrows,
|
Holding on to what you feel is true,
|
And it's killing you.
|
|
Fed up for so long,
|
I've let go,
|
Watch you hang on,
|
When did lost trust begin,
|
As soon as I decide to let you in,
|
This took a part of me,
|
That will never return you see,
|
I've grown cold and hollow,
|
The hurt that's caused I'll never let it show.
|
|
Total lack of devotion,
|
In you I have no faith.
|
|
Hey, shoot the arrows,
|
As I turn and go,
|
Know one day when most of us are gone,
|
Shoot the arrows,
|
Holding on to what you feel is true,
|
And it's killing you.
|
|
There's no way that you ever could have known,
|
I would stoop so low,
|
Don't tell me you wouldn't do the same thing,
|
And I know all the things you play,
|
Think hard 'cause now it starts to eat you,
|
There's nothing else to do,
|
WHAT'S DONE IS DONE,
|
You hold on to what you feel is true,
|
And now it's killing you.
|
|
Know one day when most of us are gone,
|
Shoot the arrows,
|
Holding on to what you feel is true,
|
And it's killing you,
|
Hey, shoot the arrows,
|
As I turn and go
|
|
-----------------
|
Shoot The Arrows
|
| Adema |
