Letra da Música Schematics de Searchlight

You can't make it due to decapitation
Now this doll took on a new creation
For love for hate for something else
Whisper the answers to yourself
And all you wanted was the new
In life through death to create you
And all we said was just hold on
Like the grip on a gun

You cut the angels and let'em bleed
You said your scars were coming clean
When you kiss the skin
You can bite the apple and feel the sin

You're walking over agin, walk over agin by yourself
This world record, you're never asking anybody for help
I know you're breaking off chips of my shoulder
This life, this city, just keeps getting older
Too close, too far to move ahead
Not quite behind to pronounce dead
I know you wanna feel alive
Just stick it in and feel the high
And all I said was just hold on
Like the grip on a gun

You cut the angels and let'em bleed
You said your scars were coming clean
When you kiss the skin
You can bite the apple and feel the sin
And you couldn't handle the speed
And you're pulling us underneath
While I'm walking in
Could you bite the apple and feel the sin?

Pull back the second clock hand to one
Just like the trigger effect the gun
Is this getting fun?

You cut the angels and let'em bleed
You said your scars were coming clean
When you kiss the skin
You can bite the apple and feel the sin
And you couldn't handle the speed
And you're pulling us underneath
While I'm walking in
Could you bite the apple and feel the sin?