Rhythm Of Cruelty Lyrics - Secondhand Daylight - Magazine

I brought your face down on my head 

It was something I rehearsed in a dream 

You're too good looking for your own damn good 

And you don't know what it could mean 

You've got me dying of thirst in the meantime 

It even hurts when I scream 

You've got me drowning and still in the meantime 

You don't know what it could mean 

Because in my drunken stupor 

I've got to admire your ingenuity 

And I nod my head, oh so wisely 

To the rhythm of your cruelty 

You've got me dying of thirst in the meantime 

It even hurts when I scream 

You've got me drowning and still in the meantime 

You don't know what it could mean 

Because you want to have your price 

And something you could hold your faith up to 

I don't know how to tell you this 

But you've got it coming all the way to you 

You don't even know what it could mean 

You don't even know what it could mean 

I don't know what it could mean 

We don't even know what it could mean