This Feeling - master mix

This feeling washing away
The sorrow of how their life
Would end
The strangest friends
Are those that blend
In with the ones
That don't pretend
They're stealing all
That is left
Of what they love,
Of what they have,
You sneak upon them viciously
In certanity to live

Without that scar,
That superficial mark
Of that you've gone too far
Improving who you are
And yet we please you,
Never cease to ease you,
With a full blown hate
We're gonna escalate

Feel the warm embrace,
Inhale that purple haze,
Leave us dignified
And find a better place
Seeking misery,
Talking back to me
As we despise the one,
The chosen one to come

Disrupted, fragile and frail,
Without a trace,
Without a trail
The steps you take to fuel hate
You're taking slow
You're taking late
They stand leaning against
The dagger of blunt
And evil sense
They're gonna bleed,
They're gonna die,
They're gonna weep,
They're gonna...