Lies
Cult To Follow Lyrics


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Look at what youโ€ฒve done
Betrayed our youth again
I'm feeling numb
From your greed
And Iโ€ฒm reaching for my gun
If you run your mouth again
So your blood will run
To hide the scars of your sins

Memories of you fill my head with

(Lies)
Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies, lies)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life (Your life, your life)

Look at what I've done
I had your back again
But youโ€ฒre the bastard son
Of thieves and cowardice
So I spit you out
Like you sold me out
I canโ€ฒt believe I defend you again and again
Never again

The sound of your voice is screaming (Screaming)

(Lies)
Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies, lies)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life

Memories of you fill my head with
The sound of your voice is screaming (Screaming)

(Lies)
Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, youโ€ฒre the one to blame
(Lies)
Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame

Hope your conscience haunts you (Haunts you)
Hope your conscience haunts you (Haunts you)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life

The rest of your life





The rest of your life

Overall Meaning

The song "Lies" by Cult To Follow is about feeling betrayed and seeking revenge against someone for their lies and greed. The opening lines of the song speak of how the person has betrayed their youth again, which could refer to someone in power corrupting those who are vulnerable. The singer is feeling numb from their greed, and they reach for their gun if the person runs their mouth again to hide the scars of their sins. It shows that the singer is willing to go to extreme measures to make sure the person faces the consequences of their actions.


The chorus of the song talks about lies being used to hide shame and kill pain, showing how the person has used deceit to cover up their wrongdoings. The singer hopes that the person's conscience haunts them for the rest of their life, which suggests that they want the person to feel guilty for their actions. The verse continues with the singer reflecting on their relationship with the person, talking about how they had their back but were betrayed again. They are ashamed that they defended the person repeatedly and vows to never do it again.


The song's bridge brings the sound of the person's voice screaming, which could be the sound of the person denying their wrongdoing or trying to justify their actions. The final chorus repeats the theme of lies being used to cover up shame and pain and how the person is responsible for their choices.


Line by Line Meaning

Look at what you've done
You have betrayed us again and put our younger generations at risk.


Betrayed our youth again
You have put the youth in danger by lying once again.


I'm feeling numb
I am emotionally drained and unable to move on from your actions.


From your greed
Your selfishness has caused this situation and it needs to stop.


And I'm reaching for my gun
I am so fed up that I am considering extreme measures to stop you from causing more harm.


If you run your mouth again
If you continue to speak falsely, I will take drastic action.


So your blood will run
Your actions have caused so much damage and harm that violence may be necessary to stop it.


To hide the scars of your sins
You continue to lie to cover up the harm that you have caused, but it will eventually catch up to you.


Memories of you fill my head with
I am haunted by the thought of you and what you have done.


(Lies) Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain (Lies)
You continue to use lies to hide your shame and avoid the consequences of your actions.


(Lies) As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame (Lies, lies)
You are responsible for the damage caused by your lies, which have affected many people.


Hope your conscience haunts you
I hope you are unable to forget the harm you have caused and that it haunts you for the rest of your life.


The sound of your voice is screaming (Screaming)
Just hearing your voice is enough to cause immense pain and hurt.


Look at what I've done
I have tried to defend you, but I now realize that you are a liar and a scoundrel.


But you're the bastard son of thieves and cowardice
You are the offspring of dishonest and cowardly people, and you have inherited their traits.


So I spit you out
I am done defending you and will no longer be associated with you.


Like you sold me out
You have betrayed my trust and sold me out for your own benefit.


I can't believe I defend you again and again
Despite your long history of lying, I have continued to defend you, which I now deeply regret.


Memories of you fill my head with
I am still haunted by the thought of you and what you have done.


(Lies) Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain (Lies)
You continue to use lies to avoid facing the harm you have caused and to escape guilt.


(Lies) As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame (Lies)
The damage caused by your lies is your responsibility, and you will have to face the consequences eventually.


Hope your conscience haunts you (Haunts you)
I hope your actions continue to haunt you and that you never forget the damage you have caused.


The rest of your life
I hope that you will never forget the harm you have caused and that it stays with you for the rest of your life.




Writer(s): Scott Bryan Wayne

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Lyrics:
Look at what you've done
Betrayed our youth again
I'm feeling numb
From your greed
And I'm reaching for my gun
If you run your mouth again
So your blood will run
To hide the scars of your sins

Memories of you fill my head with

Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies, lies)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life (Your life, your life)

Look at what I've done
I had your back again
But you're the bastard son
Of thieves and cowardice
So I spit you out
Like you sold me out
I can't believe I defend you again and again
Never again

The sound of your voice is screaming (Screaming)

Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies, lies)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life

Memories of you fill my head with
The sound of your voice is screaming (Screaming)

Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies)
Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame

Hope your conscience haunts you (Haunts you)
Hope your conscience haunts you (Haunts you)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life

The rest of your life

The rest of your life



Ihsan Bayazit

Cult To Follow-LiesๆญŒ่ฉž

[่ฉฉ1]
ใ‚ใชใŸใŒใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็งใŸใกใฎ่‹ฅ่€…ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆ่ฃๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ
็งใฏใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆฌฒๆœ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใณใ‚Œใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€็งใฏ
ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆๅฃใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ‚‰็งใฎ้Šƒใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™
ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใŸใฎ่ก€ใฏใ‚ใชใŸใฎ็ฝชใฎๅ‚ท่ทกใ‚’้š ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซ่ตฐใ‚Šใพใ™
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใŒ้ ญใ‚’ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซ

[ใ‚ณใƒผใƒฉใ‚น]
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ๆฅใ‚’้š ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ†ใใ‚’ใคใ
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ใใ‚ŒใŒ็งใŸใกใฎ่ก€็ฎกใ‚’ๆบ€ใŸใ™ใจใใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใชใŸใงใ™
ๅ˜˜ใ€ๅ˜˜๏ผ
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎไบบ็”Ÿใซๅ‡บๆฒกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™

[่ฉฉ2]
ใ‚ใชใŸใŒใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€็งใฏๅ†ใณใ‚ใชใŸใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ
ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏๆณฅๆฃ’ใจ่‡†็—…ใฎใ‚ใใงใชใ—ใฎๆฏๅญใงใ™
ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใŸใŒ็งใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็งใฏใ‚ใชใŸใ‚’ๅใๅ‡บใ™
ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใชใŸใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๅฃฐใฎ้ŸณใŒๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹

[ใ‚ณใƒผใƒฉใ‚น]
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ๆฅใ‚’้š ใ™ใฎใฏๅ˜˜ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆ็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใฎใŒๅฅฝใ
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใชใŸใฎ้™่„ˆใ‚’ๆบ€ใŸใ™ใจใใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใชใŸใงใ™
ๅ˜˜ใ€ๅ˜˜๏ผ
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎไบบ็”Ÿใซๅ‡บๆฒกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™

[ใƒ–ใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธ]
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใŒ้ ญใ‚’ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใซ
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๅฃฐใŒๅซใถ้Ÿณ

[ใ‚ณใƒผใƒฉใ‚น]
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ๆฅใ‚’้š ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใชใŸใฎ้™่„ˆใ‚’ๆบ€ใŸใ™ใจใใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใชใŸใงใ™
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ๆฅใ‚’้š ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆฎบใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹
ๅ˜˜๏ผ ใใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใชใŸใฎ้™่„ˆใ‚’ๆบ€ใŸใ™ใจใใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒ่ฒฌไปปใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ใชใŸใงใ™
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใชใŸใซๅ‡บๆฒกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใชใŸใซๅ‡บๆฒกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆ
ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใชใŸใฎๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎไบบ็”Ÿใซๅ‡บๆฒกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™
ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎไบบ็”Ÿใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎไบบ็”Ÿ



Ihsan Bayazit

Cult To Follow-Lies ๊ฐ€์‚ฌ

[Verse 1]
๋„ค๊ฐ€ ํ•œ ์ง“์„ ๋ด, ๋˜ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์ Š์Œ์„ ๋ฐฐ์‹  ํ–ˆ์–ด
์š•์‹ฌ์— ๋ฌด๊ฐ๊ฐํ•˜๊ณ  ๋‚œ
๋‹ค์‹œ ์ž…์„ ๋‹ค ๋ฌผ๋ฉด ๋‚ด ์ด์— ์†์„ ๋ป—์–ด
๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ํ”ผ๊ฐ€ ๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ์ฃ„์˜ ์ƒ์ฒ˜๋ฅผ ์ˆจ๊ธฐ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ๋‹ฌ๋ ค ๊ฐˆ ๊ฒƒ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
๋„ˆ์˜ ๊ธฐ์–ต์ด ๋‚ด ๋จธ๋ฆฟ์†์„ ์ฑ„์›Œ

[ํ•ฉ์ฐฝ]
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ์ˆ˜์น˜์‹ฌ์„ ์ˆจ๊ธฐ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง, ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ์ฃฝ์ด๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ํ˜ˆ๊ด€์„ ๊ฐ€๋“ ์ฑ„์šฐ๋Š” ๋„ˆ๋Š” ํƒ“ํ•  ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด์•ผ
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง, ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง!
๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ์˜์‹์ด ๋‚จ์€ ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ดด๋กญํžˆ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ž๋‹ˆ๋‹ค

[Verse 2]
๋‹น์‹ ์ด ํ•œ ์ผ์„ ๋ด, ๋‚˜๋Š” ๋‹ค์‹œ ๋‹น์‹ ์„ ๊ฐ€์กŒ์Šต๋‹ˆ๋‹ค.
ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๋‹น์‹ ์€ ๋„๋‘‘๊ณผ ๊ฒ์Ÿ์ด์˜ ์ž์‹
๋งค์ง„ ๋“ฏ์ด ๋ฑ‰์–ด ๋‚ด
๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ๋ช‡ ๋ฒˆ์ด๊ณ  ๋ณ€ํ˜ธํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ๋ฏฟ์„ ์ˆ˜ ์—†์–ด
๋„ˆ์˜ ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ๋น„๋ช…์„ ์งˆ๋Ÿฌ

[ํ•ฉ์ฐฝ]
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ์ˆ˜์น˜์‹ฌ์„ ์ˆจ๊ธฐ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง์€ ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ์ฃฝ์ด๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์„ ์ข‹์•„ํ•ฉ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ๋„ˆ์˜ ํ˜ˆ๊ด€์„ ์ฑ„์šธ ๋•Œ ๋„ˆ๋Š” ํƒ“ํ•  ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด์•ผ
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง, ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง!
๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ์˜์‹์ด ๋‚จ์€ ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ดด๋กญํžˆ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ž๋‹ˆ๋‹ค

[๋‹ค๋ฆฌ]
๋„ˆ์˜ ๊ธฐ์–ต์ด ๋‚ด ๋จธ๋ฆฟ์†์„ ์ฑ„์›Œ
๋„ˆ์˜ ๋น„๋ช… ์†Œ๋ฆฌ

[ํ•ฉ์ฐฝ]
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ๋ถ€๋„๋Ÿฌ์›€์„ ์ˆจ๊ธฐ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ์ฃฝ์ด๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ๋„ˆ์˜ ํ˜ˆ๊ด€์„ ์ฑ„์šธ ๋•Œ ๋„ˆ๋Š” ํƒ“ํ•  ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด์•ผ
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ๋ถ€๋„๋Ÿฌ์›€์„ ์ˆจ๊ธฐ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง ๊ณ ํ†ต์„ ์ฃฝ์ด๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง
๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง! ๋„ˆ์˜ ํ˜ˆ๊ด€์„ ์ฑ„์šธ ๋•Œ ๋„ˆ๋Š” ํƒ“ํ•  ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด์•ผ
๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ์˜์‹์ด ๋‹น์‹ ์„ ๊ดด๋กญ ํžˆ๊ธธ ๋ฐ”๋ž๋‹ˆ๋‹ค, ๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ์˜์‹์ด ๋‹น์‹ ์„ ๊ดด๋กญํžˆ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ž๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
๋‹น์‹ ์˜ ์˜์‹์ด ๋‚จ์€ ์ธ์ƒ์„ ๊ดด๋กญํžˆ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ”๋ž๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
๋‚จ์€ ์ธ์ƒ, ๋‚จ์€ ์ธ์ƒ



Ihsan Bayazit

ุนุจุงุฏุฉ ู„ู…ุชุงุจุนุฉ - ูƒู„ู…ุงุช ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ

[ุงู„ุขูŠุฉ 1]
ุงู†ุธุฑ ุฅู„ู‰ ู…ุง ูุนู„ุชู‡ ุŒ ุฎู†ุช ุดุจุงุจู†ุง ู…ุฑุฉ ุฃุฎุฑู‰
ุฃุดุนุฑ ุจุงู„ุฎุฏุฑ ู…ู† ุฌุดุนูƒ ูˆุฃู†ุง
ุงู„ูˆุตูˆู„ ุฅู„ู‰ ุจู†ุฏู‚ูŠุชูŠ ุฅุฐุง ู‚ู…ุช ุจุชุดุบูŠู„ ูู…ูƒ ู…ุฑุฉ ุฃุฎุฑู‰
ู„ุฐู„ูƒ ุณูˆู ูŠุฌุฑูŠ ุฏู…ูƒ ู„ุฅุฎูุงุก ู†ุฏูˆุจ ุฎุทุงูŠุงูƒ
ุฐูƒุฑูŠุงุชูƒ ุชู…ู„ุฃ ุฑุฃุณูŠ

[ุฌูˆู‚ุฉ]
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ูŠูƒุฐุจ ู„ุฅุฎูุงุก ุงู„ุนุงุฑ ุŒ ูƒุฐุจ ู„ู‚ุชู„ ุงู„ุฃู„ู…
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ู„ุฃู†ู‡ ูŠู…ู„ุฃ ุนุฑูˆู‚ู†ุง ุŒ ุฃู†ุช ู…ู† ูŠู‚ุน ุงู„ู„ูˆู…
ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ ุŒ ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ!
ุขู…ู„ ุฃู† ูŠุทุงุฑุฏูƒ ูˆุนูŠูƒ ุจู‚ูŠุฉ ุญูŠุงุชูƒ

[ุงู„ุขูŠุฉ 2]
ุงู†ุธุฑ ุฅู„ู‰ ู…ุง ูุนู„ุชู‡ ุŒ ู„ู‚ุฏ ู‚ู…ุช ุจุฏุนู…ูƒ ู…ุฑุฉ ุฃุฎุฑู‰
ู„ูƒู†ูƒ ุงู„ุงุจู† ุงู„ู„ู‚ูŠุท ู…ู† ุงู„ู„ุตูˆุต ูˆุงู„ุฌุจู†
ู„ุฐุง ุฃุจุตู‚ูƒ ูƒู…ุง ู„ูˆ ุฃู†ูƒ ุจุนุชู†ูŠ
ู„ุง ุฃุตุฏู‚ ุฃู†ู†ูŠ ุฃุฏุงูุน ุนู†ูƒ ู…ุฑุงุฑู‹ุง ูˆุชูƒุฑุงุฑู‹ุง ุŒ ูˆู„ูŠุณ ุฃุจุฏู‹ุง
ุตูˆุชูƒ ูŠุตุฑุฎ

[ุฌูˆู‚ุฉ]
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ุงู„ูƒุฐุจ ู„ุฅุฎูุงุก ุงู„ุนุงุฑ ูŠุญุจ ู‚ุชู„ ุงู„ุฃู„ู…
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ู„ุฃู†ู‡ ูŠู…ู„ุฃ ุนุฑูˆู‚ูƒ ุŒ ุฃู†ุช ู…ู† ูŠู‚ุน ุงู„ู„ูˆู…
ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ ุŒ ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ!
ุขู…ู„ ุฃู† ูŠุทุงุฑุฏูƒ ูˆุนูŠูƒ ุจู‚ูŠุฉ ุญูŠุงุชูƒ

[ุฌุณุฑ]
ุฐูƒุฑูŠุงุชูƒ ุชู…ู„ุฃ ุฑุฃุณูŠ
ุตูˆุช ุตุฑุงุฎ ุตูˆุชูƒ

[ุฌูˆู‚ุฉ]
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ูŠูƒุฐุจ ู„ุฅุฎูุงุก ุงู„ุนุงุฑ ู„ู‚ุชู„ ุงู„ุฃู„ู…
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ู„ุฃู†ู‡ ูŠู…ู„ุฃ ุนุฑูˆู‚ูƒ ุŒ ุฃู†ุช ู…ู† ูŠู‚ุน ุงู„ู„ูˆู…
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ูŠูƒุฐุจ ู„ุฅุฎูุงุก ุงู„ุนุงุฑ ู„ู‚ุชู„ ุงู„ุฃู„ู…
ุงู„ุฃูƒุงุฐูŠุจ! ู„ุฃู†ู‡ ูŠู…ู„ุฃ ุนุฑูˆู‚ูƒ ุŒ ุฃู†ุช ู…ู† ูŠู‚ุน ุงู„ู„ูˆู…
ุขู…ู„ ุฃู† ูŠุทุงุฑุฏูƒ ูˆุนูŠูƒ ุŒ ุขู…ู„ ุฃู† ูŠุทุงุฑุฏูƒ ูˆุนูŠูƒ
ุขู…ู„ ุฃู† ูŠุทุงุฑุฏูƒ ูˆุนูŠูƒ ุจู‚ูŠุฉ ุญูŠุงุชูƒ
ู…ุง ุชุจู‚ู‰ ู…ู† ุญูŠุงุชูƒ ุŒ ุจู‚ูŠุฉ ุญูŠุงุชูƒ



All comments from YouTube:

Maria Stan

Lyrics:
Look at what you've done
Betrayed our youth again
I'm feeling numb
From your greed
And I'm reaching for my gun
If you run your mouth again
So your blood will run
To hide the scars of your sins

Memories of you fill my head with

Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies, lies)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life (Your life, your life)

Look at what I've done
I had your back again
But you're the bastard son
Of thieves and cowardice
So I spit you out
Like you sold me out
I can't believe I defend you again and again
Never again

The sound of your voice is screaming (Screaming)

Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies, lies)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life

Memories of you fill my head with
The sound of your voice is screaming (Screaming)

Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame
(Lies)
Lies to hide the shame, lies to kill the pain
(Lies)
As it fills your veins, you're the one to blame

Hope your conscience haunts you (Haunts you)
Hope your conscience haunts you (Haunts you)
Hope your conscience haunts you
The rest of your life

The rest of your life

The rest of your life

CULT TO FOLLOW

Thanks Mmm S!!

StaticDescent47

It's a shame this band isn't way more popular, all their songs are absolute bangers

CULT TO FOLLOW

Thanks James Lawson-Brown! Help us spread the word!

Florcitaa Lindaa

Son los mejores en este gรฉnero ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ™ˆ


Espero pronto puedan llegar a mรกs personas y paรญses con su mรบsica โ™ฅ๏ธ para que puedan venir a Amรฉrica Latina y yo poder verlos cantar en vivo ๐Ÿ’ซ๐ŸŒŸ

Shadow Killer

Thissssss. Good idea, Flor.

I love a concert from CTF in my country (Chile)

CULT TO FOLLOW

Gracias por los cumplidos Florcitaa Lindaa!

alexander giacalone

I think that it's refreshing to see a band respond to comments

DemonDerpz

Youโ€™d love citizen soldier and we are the empty then

CULT TO FOLLOW

Thank you alexander giacalone!

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