Lyrics Cruel - MS MR
                                                Fresh 
                                                starts 
                                                from 
                                                burnt 
                                                ends
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                body 
                                                can′t 
                                                stand 
                                                strong, 
                                                to 
                                                reminisce 
                                                is 
                                                to 
                                                give 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                hand 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                present, 
                                                    a 
                                                foot 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                past
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                thirst 
                                                to 
                                                move 
                                                forward, 
                                                but 
                                                your 
                                                demons 
                                                keep 
                                                holding 
                                                us 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Melt 
                                                away, 
                                                become 
                                                estranged
 
                                    
                                
                                                Waiting 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                sign, 
                                                    a 
                                                reason 
                                                to 
                                                remain
 
                                    
                                
                                                By 
                                                your 
                                                side, 
                                                by 
                                                your 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                hide 
                                                behind 
                                                words
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                you 
                                                just 
                                                being 
                                                cruel 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                cruel?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blue 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                color 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                    I 
                                                knew
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                kiss 
                                                hits 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bullet, 
                                                it 
                                                pierces 
                                                through
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sorrow 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                lines 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                palm, 
                                                    I 
                                                stood 
                                                by 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                grew
 
                                    
                                
                                                Whispers 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                attic
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                green 
                                                glow 
                                                spills 
                                                and 
                                                colors 
                                                this 
                                                place
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                step 
                                                closer 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                edge, 
                                                nowhere 
                                                feels 
                                                safe
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                mechanics 
                                                of 
                                                disdain 
                                                will 
                                                only 
                                                fail 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can′t 
                                                hide 
                                                behind 
                                                words
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                you 
                                                just 
                                                being 
                                                cruel 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                cruel?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blue 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                color 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                    I 
                                                knew
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                kiss 
                                                hits 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bullet, 
                                                it 
                                                pierces 
                                                through
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sorrow 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                lines 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                palm, 
                                                    I 
                                                stood 
                                                by 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                grew
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crises 
                                                of 
                                                faith, 
                                                    I 
                                                won't 
                                                hide 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                folds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Scratch 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                walls 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                core
 
                                    
                                
                                                Comes 
                                                as 
                                                you 
                                                were, 
                                                as 
                                                    I 
                                                want 
                                                you 
                                                to 
                                                be
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fire 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                fall 
                                                to 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                core
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can't 
                                                hide 
                                                behind 
                                                words
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                you 
                                                just 
                                                being 
                                                cruel 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                cruel?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blue 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                color 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                    I 
                                                knew
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                kiss 
                                                hits 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bullet, 
                                                it 
                                                pierces 
                                                through
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sorrow 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                lines 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                palm, 
                                                    I 
                                                stood 
                                                by 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                grew
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                know 
                                                that 
                                                    I 
                                                can′t 
                                                hide 
                                                behind 
                                                words
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                you 
                                                just 
                                                being 
                                                cruel 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                cruel?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blue 
                                                was 
                                                the 
                                                color 
                                                    I 
                                                thought 
                                                    I 
                                                knew
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                every 
                                                kiss 
                                                hits 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bullet, 
                                                it 
                                                pierces 
                                                through
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sorrow 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                lines 
                                                on 
                                                your 
                                                palm, 
                                                    I 
                                                stood 
                                                by 
                                                as 
                                                it 
                                                grew
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 All The Things Lost
2 Criminals
3 Painted
4 No Guilt in Pleasure
5 Wrong Victory
6 Tripolar
7 How Does It Feel
8 Tunnels
9 Leave Me Alone
10 Reckless
11 Cruel
12 Pieces
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