| Song | Contagious |
| Artist | Only Crime |
| Album | Pursuance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m realizing just how sorry I truly am for all the shame and self-deception. | |
| Like it all just came apart. | |
| Each cause, each pause, finite, imperfect flaws. | |
| I’ve reached my utter zenith, tearing through this shallow moderation. | |
| Pray there’s no cause to pacify what’s left undone, | |
| Just lucid traces of a path we chose to stray from long ago. | |
| What kind of fool revisits blights and contradictions once he’s free? | |
| “Just let it go” she said, along with every tired turn of phrase I’ve ever heard. | |
| It leaves me empty because I know she’s got it right, | |
| And I’ve been so passive — more contagious than inspired | |
| A little light breathed into darkness where nothing ever really grows. | |
| Pray there’s no cause to pacify what’s left undone, | |
| Just lucid traces of a path we chose to stray from long ago. | |
| What kind of fool revisits blights and contradictions once he’s free? | |
| Your best taints the rest. Fools like up and they swallow. | |
| Following the same apprehensive state of mind that we follow down. | |
| So many wasted days hiding out in the shadows. | |
| Sorrow filtered through the cracks of what becomes of tomorrow. | |
| Nothing left but the truth, shine a light and we got it. | |
| Draw yourself to a place where the lies are forgotten now. | |
| Prepared for the worst of what becomes of the others. | |
| Just one more life for me to sacrifice. |
| I' m realizing just how sorry I truly am for all the shame and selfdeception. | |
| Like it all just came apart. | |
| Each cause, each pause, finite, imperfect flaws. | |
| I' ve reached my utter zenith, tearing through this shallow moderation. | |
| Pray there' s no cause to pacify what' s left undone, | |
| Just lucid traces of a path we chose to stray from long ago. | |
| What kind of fool revisits blights and contradictions once he' s free? | |
| " Just let it go" she said, along with every tired turn of phrase I' ve ever heard. | |
| It leaves me empty because I know she' s got it right, | |
| And I' ve been so passive more contagious than inspired | |
| A little light breathed into darkness where nothing ever really grows. | |
| Pray there' s no cause to pacify what' s left undone, | |
| Just lucid traces of a path we chose to stray from long ago. | |
| What kind of fool revisits blights and contradictions once he' s free? | |
| Your best taints the rest. Fools like up and they swallow. | |
| Following the same apprehensive state of mind that we follow down. | |
| So many wasted days hiding out in the shadows. | |
| Sorrow filtered through the cracks of what becomes of tomorrow. | |
| Nothing left but the truth, shine a light and we got it. | |
| Draw yourself to a place where the lies are forgotten now. | |
| Prepared for the worst of what becomes of the others. | |
| Just one more life for me to sacrifice. |
| I' m realizing just how sorry I truly am for all the shame and selfdeception. | |
| Like it all just came apart. | |
| Each cause, each pause, finite, imperfect flaws. | |
| I' ve reached my utter zenith, tearing through this shallow moderation. | |
| Pray there' s no cause to pacify what' s left undone, | |
| Just lucid traces of a path we chose to stray from long ago. | |
| What kind of fool revisits blights and contradictions once he' s free? | |
| " Just let it go" she said, along with every tired turn of phrase I' ve ever heard. | |
| It leaves me empty because I know she' s got it right, | |
| And I' ve been so passive more contagious than inspired | |
| A little light breathed into darkness where nothing ever really grows. | |
| Pray there' s no cause to pacify what' s left undone, | |
| Just lucid traces of a path we chose to stray from long ago. | |
| What kind of fool revisits blights and contradictions once he' s free? | |
| Your best taints the rest. Fools like up and they swallow. | |
| Following the same apprehensive state of mind that we follow down. | |
| So many wasted days hiding out in the shadows. | |
| Sorrow filtered through the cracks of what becomes of tomorrow. | |
| Nothing left but the truth, shine a light and we got it. | |
| Draw yourself to a place where the lies are forgotten now. | |
| Prepared for the worst of what becomes of the others. | |
| Just one more life for me to sacrifice. |