Get Nice!

--@蝈蝈-- Whoa-oh-oh We will not break but we might bend Whoa-oh-oh I'll see you at the bitter end Realize I've got nothing for you Got blood on my hands Yeah pain is a virtue Understand that I'll do anything Not to let you get the best of me So tell m

Our lungs are chokin' in the haze Distortion comes in waves Gotta get away from the lies and the liars Hearts are hand grenades Sharp like razorblades Gotta make a break from the lies and the liars Wind me up and then let me go A sabotage low in ever