Collins Hill

A poster-child of a delinquent faith,
You're a product of this dying age.

Beckoned by your fists,
Try to mask your shallow past.
These walls of holes have felt the fury.
Burning in your chest.

Crumbling the hopes of your happily ever after.

Heavy burdens have known me for a long time,
But growing up for you is a friend of mine.

And it's moments like these that I begin to
Take you for what you're worth.
And I know that you'll never cease
To fuck my hope, it's been this way since
Before the birth.
And the harder I try,
The more you close your cynical eyes on
Me and your pride,
But she's gonna know who you are.

A glitch in your cocaine dreams,
That you could never raise.
Fairy tales can't last forever,
This fantasy's a fucking tremor.

Crumbling the hopes of your happily ever after.

And it's moments like these that I begin to
Take you for what you're worth.
And I know that you'll never cease
To fuck my hope, it's been this way since
Before the birth.
And the harder I try,
The more you close your cynical eyes on
Me and your pride,
But she's gonna know who you are.

A carbon copy to the cliched waste,
You're becoming your father.

And it's moments like these that I begin to
Take you for what you're worth.
And I know that you'll never cease
To fuck my hope, it's been this way since
Before the birth.
And the harder I try,
The more you close your cynical eyes on
Me and your pride,
But she's gonna know who you are.

Colina Collins

El claro ejemplo de una fe delincuente
Eres un producto de esta moribunda era

Atraído por tus puños
Tratas ocultar tu pasado superficial
Estas paredes de agujeros han sentido la furia
Ardiendo en tu pecho

Desmoronando las esperanzas de tu "felices por siempre"
Pesadas cargas me han conocido por un largo tiempo
Pero "madurar por ti", es un amigo mío

Y son momentos como estos cuando empiezo a tomarte por lo que vales
Y sé que nunca cesarás en joder mi esperanza, ha sido de esta forma desde antes que naciera
Y cuanto más lo intento, más cierras tus cínicos ojos a mi y a tu orgullo
Pero ella sabrá quien eres

Una falla en tus sueños de cocaína que nunca podrás mejorar
Los cuentos de hadas no son eternos
Esta fantasía es un maldito temblor

Una copia de carbón de los residuos de un cliché
Te estas convirtiendo en tu padre