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Letras: Stabbing Westward. Ungod. Throw.

The night is cold as I roam these streets
And the air is thick with hints of coming rain
And then your face flashes through my head, I swallow pain
So this is how it feels to be betrayed

This is what it looks like
This is what it feels like
This is what it tastes like
This is what you've done to me

This is what it looks like
This is what it feels like
This is what it tastes like when

You throw this all away, silent
You throw this all away, laughing
You throw this all away
You throw this all away

The lake is rough as I sit quietly
Remembering how our life used to be
An angry vacant silence fills my head
Now all the empty promises are dead

This is what it looks like
This is what it feels like
This is what it tastes like
This is what you've done to me

This is what it looks like
This is what it feels like
This is what it tastes like when

You throw this all away, silent
You throw this all away, laughing
You throw this all away
You throw this all away

The night is old, the sky a shade of gray
The tears roll off my face, die in the rain
And an angry vacant silence fills my head
Now all the empty promises are dead

This is what it looks like
This is what it feels like
This is what it tastes like
This is what you've done to me

This is what it looks like
This is what it feels like
This is what it tastes like when

You throw this all away, silent
You throw this all away, laughing
You throw this all away
You throw this all away

You throw this all away, silent
You throw this all away, laughing
You throw this all away
You throw this all away

You throw this all away