Misery Loves Co - Taste It (Imaginary Gun) lyrics

Ready to dive,

to taste it

strain my nerve,

no, I won't lose

Time is right for adjustments,

bring me more

I will not hesitate,

what you see is what you get

Taste it, <i>[x2]

Don't fake it

fake it

Closer this time,

your pigskin

conceal the sky,

with your big lie

Nothing left to fuck up,

further down

imaginary gun,

no I won't lose this time

Taste it, <i>[x2]

Don't fake it

taste it

[Repeat x2]

I will not fade,

makes no sense at all

to apologies,

for something I am not

No God damn relapse,

I'll go for the throat

No God damn relapse,

though something is lost

Taste it, <i>[x2]

Don't fake it

taste it

taste it <i>[x4]

I will not fade... <i>[x4]