Add Mission Lyrics - Singles - The Apex Theory

Behold the movie of the year 

Taste like luck but feels clear 

March on nails for bitter souls 

Until rust becomes rare and cold 

Behold the movie of the year 

Taste like luck but feels clear 

March on nails for bitter souls 

Until rust becomes rare and cold 

You've made an error in misjudging us 

I'd be really be happy, if you'd just ask 

Maybe you've been mislead to believe 

That we have nothing less than this 

Same stories have been played out for ages 

I'm ready to be given the chance 

For saying our side, our version or choice 

Cameras capture numerous nights of romance 

Behold the movie of the year 

Taste like luck but feels clear 

March on nails for bitter souls 

Until rust becomes rare and cold 

Where do they come from, the suspicious critics? 

Frazzled at the clever incisions 

Mystic your way, but I learn my days 

Greet me with your guilt and shame 

Same stories have been played out for ages 

I'm ready to be given the chance 

For saying our side, our version or choice 

Cameras capture numerous nights of romance 

Behold the movie of the year 

Taste like luck but feels clear 

March on nails for bitter souls 

Until rust becomes rare and cold 

Until rust becomes rare and cold 

Until rust becomes rare and cold 

Pass on null the essence 

The undying patience, we're here for good 

Pass on null the essence 

The undying patience, we're here for good 

Pass on null the essence 

The undying patience, we're here for good 

Pass on null the essence 

The undying patience, we're here for good 

Pass on null the essence 

The undying patience, we're here for good 

Behold the movie of the year 

Taste like luck but feels clear 

March on nails for bitter souls 

Until rust becomes