Текст песни: Anthrax - Invisible



I`m wiping the slate spotless

I vow this is your final chance

Almost all but little faith has been thrown out the window

I promise to sustain my stance

You`ve taken everything from the get go

And you`ve given nothing in return

Your sadomasochism has reached the ninth inning

Still you`re puzzled to see I`m concerned



Struggling, to come to terms with

This god-awful life that I live

Stumbling, but still I try

To get out from under your grip



Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible



My simmering blood is rising

Primed and ready to explode

Get off your high horse and come to the party

I`ll beat you into overload

Only through your limited viewpoint

You think you know how I exist

Easy to turn my back on the system

Hard not to be an atheist



Back in the days when promises were made

Equality for all

You go by the word from the man who gives it

Never expecting a fall



Struggling, to come to terms with

This god-awful life that I live

Stumbling, but still I try

To get out from under your grip



Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible

Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible again



Burn...

I never should`ve trusted

I never should`ve trusted

I`m sickened and disgusted

I never should`ve trusted

What happened to me?



Back in the days when promises were made

Equality for all

You go by the word from the man who gives it

Never expecting a fall



Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

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I`m wiping the slate spotless

I vow this is your final chance

Almost all but little faith has been thrown out the window

I promise to sustain my stance

You`ve taken everything from the get go

And you`ve given nothing in return

Your sadomasochism has reached the ninth inning

Still you`re puzzled to see I`m concerned



Struggling, to come to terms with

This god-awful life that I live

Stumbling, but still I try

To get out from under your grip



Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible



My simmering blood is rising

Primed and ready to explode

Get off your high horse and come to the party

I`ll beat you into overload

Only through your limited viewpoint

You think you know how I exist

Easy to turn my back on the system

Hard not to be an atheist



Back in the days when promises were made

Equality for all

You go by the word from the man who gives it

Never expecting a fall



Struggling, to come to terms with

This god-awful life that I live

Stumbling, but still I try

To get out from under your grip



Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible

Make yourself invisible, make yourself invisible again



Burn...

I never should`ve trusted

I never should`ve trusted

I`m sickened and disgusted

I never should`ve trusted

What happened to me?



Back in the days when promises were made

Equality for all

You go by the word from the man who gives it

Never expecting a fall



Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

Transparent in critical moments

You drop me when your hands aren`t full

You call yourself my closest friend

Then you make yourself invisible

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