THE GUILTY PARTY

We’re all so malignant, bitter and twisted
It’s just another blame-game while you cry for help (yeah)
Good grief let go
Defeatist
You let your demons hold you
Unforsaken
Like getting blood from a stone
You try to shake them
But they won’t let you go
And we don’t have the time to stop and look
At all we destroyed
With an idle mind in a real life
It’s every man for himself if we’re gonna survive
And when the lights go out this time
This time there’s gonna be a riot, woah
One nail, outs the other
One nail, outs the other
One nail, outs the other
We shed our skin as we try to recover
And your eyes shine the sun
And your skin blows the wind
And your eyes shine the sun
And your skin blows the wind
And your eyes
I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
Eyes
I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
With an idle mind in a real life
It’s every man for himself if we’re gonna survive
And when the lights go out this time
This time there’s gonna be a riot, woah
No heroine, no redeemer
Life’s anaesthetic is sleep
Welcome to the guilty party
Everything you’ve done
Everything you’ve done
You’ve undone with this
Shut up
Your eyes shine the sun
Your skin blows the wind
And your eyes shine the sun
And your skin blows the wind
And your eyes
I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
Eyes
I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own
I don’t need to feel like I can’t do this all on my own