Fated, Faithful, Fatal - 歌词大全

I don't know if I can open up I've been opened enough I don't know if I can open up I'm not a birthday present I'm aggressive regressive The past is over And passive seems so pathetic Are we fated, faithful, fatal Are we fated, faithful, fatal I feel stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I feel stoned and alone like a heretic I'm ready to meet my maker Lazarus got no dirt on me Lazarus got no dirt on me And I'll rise to every occasion I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles Of Los Angeles Don't know if I can open up I been opened too much Double cross glossed over in my pathos Are we fated, faithful, fatal Are we fated, faithful, fatal I feel stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I feel stoned and alone like a heretic I'm ready to meet my maker Lazarus got no dirt on me Lazarus got no dirt on me And I'll rise to every occasion I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles Of Los Angeles Are we fated, faithful, fatal Are we fated, faithful, fatal I feel stone and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I feel stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I feel stoned and alone like a heretic And I'm ready to meet my maker I feel stoned and alone like a heretic I'm ready to meet my maker Lazarus got no dirt on me Lazarus got no dirt on me And I'll rise to every occasion I'm the Mephistopheles of Los Angeles Of Los Angeles