Melee Lyrics

You want the truth but I don't know what's real.
You fight me off , I'm still nipping at your heels.
I could try but the feeling won't let go.
And you my dear will be hanging ‘round door.

You need the truth but somethings aren't up for sale.
You've felt me out now your rushing by full sail
I could try but the feeling won't let go.
And you my dear will be hanging ‘round my door.

All these bodies rush right through me,
It's like I'm chased by ghosts,
And you my dearest choose to break the ones you love the most.
I could try but the feeling won't let go,
And you my dear will be hanging ‘round my door.