Inked in Red
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โฑ๏ธ 3:10 duration
๐ ID: 10480562
๐ Lyrics
With history has drawn these lines across my face
With bones through flesh, and will it always be this way?
A change of hands again, clandestine operative
You can gun me down when I've got nothing left to give
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
So here I go again, crawling on my knees
Through the jagged era of uncertainty
With my incompetence, it's painted on my face
And I am left here wondering when I'll leave this place
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life, oh
With bones through flesh, and will it always be this way?
A change of hands again, clandestine operative
You can gun me down when I've got nothing left to give
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
So here I go again, crawling on my knees
Through the jagged era of uncertainty
With my incompetence, it's painted on my face
And I am left here wondering when I'll leave this place
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
A tragedy is written, inked in red
Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
But there just don't seem to be any signs of life, oh
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.30] With history has drawn these lines across my face
[00:08.26] With bones through flesh, and will it always be this way?
[00:14.57] A change of hands again, clandestine operative
[00:20.12] You can gun me down when I've got nothing left to give
[00:25.38] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[00:30.96] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[00:36.71] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[00:42.33] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[00:47.01] I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
[00:52.08] I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
[00:57.59] Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
[01:03.20] But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
[01:10.90] So here I go again, crawling on my knees
[01:16.93] Through the jagged era of uncertainty
[01:22.13] With my incompetence, it's painted on my face
[01:28.08] And I am left here wondering when I'll leave this place
[01:33.15] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[01:39.05] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[01:44.31] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[01:50.29] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[01:54.82] I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
[02:00.19] I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
[02:05.45] Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
[02:11.03] But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
[02:16.72] Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
[02:28.22] Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
[02:39.69] I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
[02:45.68] I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
[02:51.26] Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
[02:55.94] But there just don't seem to be any signs of life, oh
[03:02.41]
[00:08.26] With bones through flesh, and will it always be this way?
[00:14.57] A change of hands again, clandestine operative
[00:20.12] You can gun me down when I've got nothing left to give
[00:25.38] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[00:30.96] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[00:36.71] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[00:42.33] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[00:47.01] I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
[00:52.08] I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
[00:57.59] Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
[01:03.20] But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
[01:10.90] So here I go again, crawling on my knees
[01:16.93] Through the jagged era of uncertainty
[01:22.13] With my incompetence, it's painted on my face
[01:28.08] And I am left here wondering when I'll leave this place
[01:33.15] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[01:39.05] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[01:44.31] A tragedy is written, inked in red
[01:50.29] Words bleed onto pages, I try to raise the dead
[01:54.82] I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
[02:00.19] I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
[02:05.45] Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
[02:11.03] But there just don't seem to be any signs of life
[02:16.72] Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
[02:28.22] Oh, as it seems that this life is a waking dream
[02:39.69] I count the dying hours underneath the burning skies
[02:45.68] I'm running through the forests in the dead of night
[02:51.26] Each way I turn, I'm searching for a guiding light
[02:55.94] But there just don't seem to be any signs of life, oh
[03:02.41]