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Текст: Beauty's Confusion. Breathe In. Innocence Destructing.


How do I have faith
When I believe
They will turn me down
I try, I try to trust you
But you never follow through
Before I turn myself away
For you
Before I turn myself away
For you

I am not
This isolated
I am not
This shy or strange or jaded

I am innocence destructing
Turn on you to force the change
Turn myself into the victim
Of my own creation

I am disconnection central
Lost the party on my line
Too much longing in this distance
For a new form of communication

How do I have faith
When I believe
They will turn me down
I try, I try to trust you
But you never follow through
Before I turn myself away
For you
Before I turn myself away
For you

I am not
This self-defeating
It's just
A phrase I keep repeating

I am innocence destructing
Turn on you to force the change
Turn myself into the victim
Of my own creation

I am disconnection central
Lost the party on my line
Too much longing in this distance
For a new form of communication
Communication

I am innocence destructing
I am innocence destructing
How do I have faith
I am innocence destructing

I am innocence destructing
Turn on you to force the change
Turn myself into the victim
Of my own creation

I am disconnection central
Lost the party on my line
Too much longing in this distance
For a new form of communication
Communication
Beauty's Confusion