Artista: This Is Hell
  Canción: The Polygraph Cheaters

don't believe a word of this,
don't believe a single thing you hear,
cause we're sinners and we'll surely get sainted while real saints will simply be tainted,
don't believe a word of this,
don't believe a single thing you hear sometimes villains deserve your applause,
cause our heroes are tragically flawed...
medic! medic! man down and we're losing him fast...
forget it! forget it! that last breath was his last...
medic! medic! we were seconds to late...
medic! medic! we were seconds to late...
don't believe a word of this,
don't believe a single thing you hear,
cause these things have been romanticized but in the end they're only colorful lies,
don't believe a word of this,
don't believe a single thing you hear,
the poetry of a stone hearted cynic and all the demons that I've broken bread with...
seconds too late...
this is the sound that it makes when it all comes crashing down,
we're arsonists among architects and we'll burn this fucker to the ground,
this is the sound that it makes when it all comes crashing down