Isela Vega Lyrics

Coliseum Isela Vega

She takes a step as the morning breaks.
Writhe awake in the dark all night, sign of life spent burned.

They'll never understand.

There's virtue in guilt, paid service to ghosts.
Tried our best, but our time will end before the credits roll.

They'll never understand.
They'll never understand.
Won't misunderstand you again.

There's a gun by the bed, there's a bottle of sin.
She can taste the sweat on her lips as she drinks it in.

Age didn't fade it. Time won't erase it.
She cuts through the air, and glides to another life.

They'll never understand.
They'll never understand.
Won't misunderstand you again.