​colosseum Flatsound

Put them up
Put your hands up
Lift them up
To what you can't touch

In a colosseum
Full of weapons that you chose
Were you defeated
By a shield you wouldn't hold
I want to protect you
When your hands are turning cold
But I don't think that it's my place
To invite you to my place
Anymore

Your body knows
The secrets that you never told
They're in your thoughts
I feel them every time we talk

In a colosseum
Full of weapons that you chose
Were you defeated
By a shield you couldn't hold
I want to be fine
Knowing everything I know
But I want to kill him
I'll fucking kill him
If you don't