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Slowy Pick Up The Pace

from This Is Manslaughter by Coat Of Arms

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If possession is two-thirds of the law,
Then I was never in control
I misplaced my trust in you,
In the hope of something more

Oh! I'm never coming home
Oh! What the fuck would I come back for?
I doubt many would blame me,
If I settled this myself
I'm cutting on the edge
Your the latest thing for sale

It never fails, I'm always to blame
I'm sick of making sense of everything,
That you throw my way
'Cuz what we have, never makes sense
You better sights your sights on someone else
If you ain't willing to change

Left to fend for our remains
Right in front you
Oh! I'm never coming home
Oh! There's no point in you crying...

It never fails, I'm always to blame
I'm sick of making sense of everything,
That you throw my way
'Cuz what we have, never makes sense
You better sights your sights on someone else
If you ain't willing to change


(I ain't gonna lie to you when I tell you,
that no good can come out of takings things slow)

Damn straight!

No good can come, come out of taking things slow
No good can come of this,
Come out of taking things slow
No good can come of this,
So lets take it slow...

It never fails, I'm always to blame
I'm sick of making sense of everything,
That you throw my way
'Cuz what we have, never makes sense
You better sights your sights on someone else
If you ain't willing to change

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from This Is Manslaughter, released March 17, 2011

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Coat of Arms is a Djent / Industrial / Metalcore band from Dubai, UAE.

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