Sync Different

Switchblade, Switchblade, my lovely friend.
I held you so close we two till the bitter end.
One pierce, one cut was one was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
Pen knife, pen knife – c'mon All, cheer!
For the words we sing conjures tears.
One word. A mutter with such restrain.
For me, my love, scribe me your pain?
Stiletto, my stiletto!
Will I, may I? See you again tomorrow?
One on one – We two in your room.
For we need not be bride or groom.
One pierce, one cut was one too much.
For you, my love: I offer my blood.
My blood.
My blood.
My blood.

It’s strange, before, a goodbyeyour faith in god upset mewe’re all gonna die
i’m waiting for the thunderto blow that strength awayfor the first timemake yourself weakface reality
Take your timemeet your demonswe can beat them
i need someone to find a newto find a new fate
It’s strange , you fall , with your prideand let’s go down the sun, to feel the good timei’m waiting for the thunderto blow that strength awayjust cause you feel it , it doesn’t mean anythingi don’t blame you
now take your timemeet your demonsyou can beat themi need someone to find a newto find a new fate.

The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near
The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near
The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near
The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near
The touch the feelWhen I am nearYou can't denySo don't try
So touch the feelWhen I am nearSoft so sublimeOh you cannot deny
The touch the feelWhen I am nearYou can't denySo don't try
So touch the feelWhen I am nearSoft so sublimeYou cannot deny
The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near
The touch the feelThe touch the feelWhen I am nearWhen I am near
The touch the feelWhen I am nearSo soft so sublimeOh you can't denySo don't you try