Nhạc sĩ: Mark Crew, Dan Smith, Espen Berg, Simen Eriksrud, Joakim Haukaas, Thomas Eriksen
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
As the night time bleeds into the dayTomorrow spills across the skyAnd the suns are harshReminder why we are failingBarely humanWe don't know what's good for usCause if we did, we might not do itWho knows where our limits lieWe won't discover till we push itI should just walk away, walk awayBut it grips me, it grips meBut I should call it a dayAnd make my way, oh it grips meCause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the nightBut I should just walk away, awayOh it grips meCause the devil's got my armsCause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the nightWe got drunk on this unholy wineTo deliver us from our own mindsThe promise of a better timeSo we're failing, barely humanWe don't know what's good for usCause if we did, we might not do itWho knows where our limits lieWe won't discover till we push itCause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the nightBut I should just walk away, awayOh it grips meCause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the nightThe devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the nightI would rather forgetAnd wash my memory cleanOh I would rather forgetAnd wash my memory cleanI would rather forgetWash my memory cleanI would rather forgetWash my memory cleanCause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the nightThe devil's got my armsCause the devil's got my armsAnd it pulls me back into the nightAnd it pulls me back into the nightAnd it pulls me back into the night