What You Became 歌词

	作词 : Nardi
	You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
	And, like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well.
	Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
	And you shiver with the chilling sense
	You've saved nothing for yourself...
	The lies, the games,
	Devoid of guilt or shame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	You wander through each desperate hour and numbered day
	And long to hold each wasted moment spent in vain
	Still missing something you've slain so wrecklessly
	And ignored it through shortsightedness
	The thought that someday you might care
	The lies, the games,
	Devoid of guilt or shame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	You've grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
	And, like a ghost of indulgence, you wear them well
	Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
	And you shiver with the chilling sense
	You've saved nothing...
	Nothing for yourself...
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame

	zuo ci : Nardi
	You' ve grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
	And, like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well.
	Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
	And you shiver with the chilling sense
	You' ve saved nothing for yourself...
	The lies, the games,
	Devoid of guilt or shame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	You wander through each desperate hour and numbered day
	And long to hold each wasted moment spent in vain
	Still missing something you' ve slain so wrecklessly
	And ignored it through shortsightedness
	The thought that someday you might care
	The lies, the games,
	Devoid of guilt or shame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	You' ve grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
	And, like a ghost of indulgence, you wear them well
	Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
	And you shiver with the chilling sense
	You' ve saved nothing...
	Nothing for yourself...
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame

	zuò cí : Nardi
	You' ve grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
	And, like a ghost of your indulgence, you wear them well.
	Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
	And you shiver with the chilling sense
	You' ve saved nothing for yourself...
	The lies, the games,
	Devoid of guilt or shame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	You wander through each desperate hour and numbered day
	And long to hold each wasted moment spent in vain
	Still missing something you' ve slain so wrecklessly
	And ignored it through shortsightedness
	The thought that someday you might care
	The lies, the games,
	Devoid of guilt or shame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame
	You' ve grown into this faceless mask and empty shell
	And, like a ghost of indulgence, you wear them well
	Still haunting something, by your own hand, lost
	And you shiver with the chilling sense
	You' ve saved nothing...
	Nothing for yourself...
	Now you resent what you became
	And the reality of only you to blame

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