Bài hát Eleanor Báo Lỗi

Underneath the mask you've buried yourself into

It's coal-black

I am tired of the gulping that you do

Every day a new face

What if I unscrew

Your own identity

Wouldn's you guess there's nothing left of you?


The quicksand of life drags us

Down into the circle

One day we might not catch you


I feel sorry, for what you try to do

Breaking others down, to try and to pursue

Your own selfish interests

I am starting to get sick of you


Whatever happened ever since you left

You make yourself and me look like fools