| Song | Sinless City |
| Artist | Dead Poetic |
| Album | Vices |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands. | |
| From empty, vain hand-shaking, we see the guilt has left again. | |
| And all will fall, with or without our good will. | |
| So we fool them all, who pray for those who never will. | |
| And we both let go.(x2) | |
| Never been much for pity. | |
| Never been much for wishing them well. | |
| But I can’t help but sever the ties they tied so tight, so well. | |
| And on one side they’re holding on to what we were. | |
| And here we are, holding the hands that we severed. | |
| And we both let go. (x2) | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their sinless answer.(x3) | |
| And over and over again.(x3) | |
| Don’t say this isn’t what you’re used to. | |
| I’ve seen followers like you. | |
| I’ve let down followers like you.(x2) | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their sinless answer. | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their only answer. |
| In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands. | |
| From empty, vain handshaking, we see the guilt has left again. | |
| And all will fall, with or without our good will. | |
| So we fool them all, who pray for those who never will. | |
| And we both let go. x2 | |
| Never been much for pity. | |
| Never been much for wishing them well. | |
| But I can' t help but sever the ties they tied so tight, so well. | |
| And on one side they' re holding on to what we were. | |
| And here we are, holding the hands that we severed. | |
| And we both let go. x2 | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their sinless answer. x3 | |
| And over and over again. x3 | |
| Don' t say this isn' t what you' re used to. | |
| I' ve seen followers like you. | |
| I' ve let down followers like you. x2 | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their sinless answer. | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their only answer. |
| In this sinless city, we wear calluses on our hands. | |
| From empty, vain handshaking, we see the guilt has left again. | |
| And all will fall, with or without our good will. | |
| So we fool them all, who pray for those who never will. | |
| And we both let go. x2 | |
| Never been much for pity. | |
| Never been much for wishing them well. | |
| But I can' t help but sever the ties they tied so tight, so well. | |
| And on one side they' re holding on to what we were. | |
| And here we are, holding the hands that we severed. | |
| And we both let go. x2 | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their sinless answer. x3 | |
| And over and over again. x3 | |
| Don' t say this isn' t what you' re used to. | |
| I' ve seen followers like you. | |
| I' ve let down followers like you. x2 | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their sinless answer. | |
| The fire burns like cancer. | |
| The scarring lasts forever. | |
| We all play tricks on fools that see us as their only answer. |