Architects - Silver bullet

Hey!
There's no place to life
When you're high on the white lie
So lost
I've beat death. (White!)
Kill us (Lie!)
Don't tell us

The devil that you know
Knows no, no death is too low
Right when they want you
To, to get lost, to be strong
Save us from the cure

With our heads in the sand we’ve left our lives in their hands
The chemical miracle, the one you’ve been praying for
With our heads in the sand we’ve left our lives in their hands
Our condition is critical but we keep coming back for more

There's no place to hide
When you're high on the white lie

Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
Hanging by a thread
Whoa oh, whoa oh, whoa oh
Ready to drop dead

With our heads in the sand we’ve left our lives in their hands
The chemical miracle, the one you’ve been praying for
With our heads in the sand we’ve left our lives in their hands
Our condition is critical but we keep coming back for more

Save us
Save us
From the cure