Texty: Her Fatal Flaw. We Are The Enemy. The Sleeper.

I'm in luck again and I think I found
Some cards to play, a queen and an ace
I've held this hand, your hand before
But this time my luck has caught up with me

These hands that mold around us
They're reaching out for me
I turn my back on virtue
I turn my back on me

And all the hope I once had
Was stolen right from me
I brace myself for impact
I brace myself from me

The sleeper never dies
The only one to fall awake

Fortune has found
One last way through
These hands that mold around us
They're reaching out for me
I turn my back on virtue
I turn my back on me

And all the hope I once had
Was stolen right from me
I brace myself for impact
I brace myself from me

The sleeper never dies
The only one to fall awake

The sleeper never dies
The only one to fall awake