The Quill

Pace That Kills
Sick and tired of watching your decay You've had it all and now you throw it all away Sick and tired of all your lies that you gladly served me with a smile All fed up with hearing what's to do We've heard it all before and so have you Got it up to here with it, of running down the drain because of you Oh lord have mercy on this poor boy's soul Don't make him suffer anymore Your senses drowned in forbidden pleasure Won't stop living in a pace that kills A pace that kills, yeah Sick and tired of hearing your complaints Living life as death with love in vain Now the time has come to end your way of life that always been condemed Oh lord have mercy on this poor boy's soul Don't make him suffer anymore Your senses drowned in forbidden pleasure Won't stop living in a pace that kills SongtexteA pace that kills, yeah Sick and tired of all your lies of living in a pace that kills Sick and tired of all your lies of living in a pace that kills Sick and tired of all your lies of living in a pace that kills Sick and tired, sick and tired, sick and tired Aus Songtexte Mania