Текст песни Pale (The Birthday Massacre) с переводом

I’m looking at a face, a pointed chin

Towards the sky, an arrogance

It easily betrays the closest friend

No moment lost, no consequence

The circle starts again (away from you)

Deception pulls us in (away from you)

Away from you, away from you

An imitation, a fabrication

A pretty fake, a counterfeit

An empty carcass behind the artist

Is there a trace of innocence?

So how do you portray the sentiment?

A ruse is brought, the truth is bent

And much to our dismay, they’re ignorant

The more that we make up the more it fits

The circle starts again (away from you)

Deception pulls us in (away from you)

Away from you, away from you

An imitation, a fabrication

A pretty fake, a counterfeit

An empty carcass behind the artist

Is there a trace of innocence?

This doesn’t feel right, feels like everything’s further away

Dead as the nightlife, hindsight, watching another mistake

You never feel right, long nights following into the day

Pale as the street light, pure white, washing the colour away

An imitation, a fabrication

A pretty fake, a counterfeit

An empty carcass behind the artist

Is there a trace of innocence?

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