Pretenders, you've got a way with words, you've got a lot of nerve Pretenders, fuck this shit, I'd rather be a sinner than a hypocrite I'm losing the will to live, I can't get enough of it There's a mirror at the end of the road I can't do right with you anymore, someone save me It's cut out, I'll be wrong on my own I'm tired of wasting my time, you're overrated I don't trust this, I don't know where I am I just can't see it for this line of hand I wish I knew where to start Call it all pretenders Their eyes will glide to the snow, made like the blood of a bull Call it all pretenders We're living in a world of vicious salons We will step our feet and hope the devil can hear us So he's waiting when you arrive We won't be far behind It's like we're feeling our way through the dark There's a mirror at the end of the road The lights are on but no one knows You're suffocating Don't pride yourself on denial I'm losing my mind You're overrated Mercy games, let go and hold on you This comfort zone will destroy us too You know we're more fiends to enemies You know we're the leaders of this land Fuck shit I'm so sick of the way we destroy Now to point the finger if you ever want This kind of life Not Not I'm losing the will to live cause you're a fucking epigraph Fuck you're the ep We will step our feet and hope the devil can hear us So he's waiting when you arrive We won't be far behind We will step our feet and hope the devil can hear us So he's waiting when you arrive We won't be far behind It's like we're feeling our way through the dark We are so numb to our faithless morals I find serenity here in this chaos Of all chances here you know It's why we're drawn to the unknown Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go Let go