The means are right for taking
Fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless
In the face of beauty
In this matrix
It's plain to see
It's either you or me
Bruise
Pristine
Serene
We were born to lose
Cause '' lie with a velvet glove
Reading like an open book
In the hands of love
In this matrix
It's plain to see
It's either you or me
Bruise
Pristine
Serene
We were born to lose
Encore [echo]
Means are right for taking
Fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless
In the face of beauty
In this matrix
It's plain to see
It's either you or me
Bruise
Pristine
Serene
We were born to lose