Cruel Intentions

作曲 : Cold Driven
The golden gates become a holding cell 
With sleight of hand you have locked me in 
Your charities a courtesy where cruel intentions lie 
As I make my way in suspicious crowds 
The smiles begin to rise 
I find you so misleading 
Patch work frays
Cruel intentions now remain
You always pinned me as a castaway
Cruel incentives claim the stage
Guilty of your first betrayal
The night sets in 
Drawn to illusions that you proudly made 
(The night sets in)
You serve it cold no guilt 
With all the glass words that you put in place 
(The night sets in) 
I find you so misleading 
Your cruel intentions will claim
Patch work frays
Cruel intentions now remain
You always pinned me as a castaway
Cruel incentives claim the stage
Guilty of your first betrayal
The golden gates become a holding cell 
With sleight of hand you have locked me in 
I find you so misleading 
Your cruel intentions will claim 
Another victim again 
Patch work frays
Cruel intentions now remain
You always pinned me as a castaway
Cruel incentives claim the stage
Guilty of your first betrayal
I realize that I’m the castaway
As the night sets in
I had to fall in to find out
Your cruel intentions
I had to fall in to find out
Your cruel intentions

作曲 : Cold Driven
The golden gates become a holding cell 
With sleight of hand you have locked me in 
Your charities a courtesy where cruel intentions lie 
As I make my way in suspicious crowds 
The smiles begin to rise 
I find you so misleading 
Patch work frays
Cruel intentions now remain
You always pinned me as a castaway
Cruel incentives claim the stage
Guilty of your first betrayal
The night sets in 
Drawn to illusions that you proudly made 
(The night sets in)
You serve it cold no guilt 
With all the glass words that you put in place 
(The night sets in) 
I find you so misleading 
Your cruel intentions will claim
Patch work frays
Cruel intentions now remain
You always pinned me as a castaway
Cruel incentives claim the stage
Guilty of your first betrayal
The golden gates become a holding cell 
With sleight of hand you have locked me in 
I find you so misleading 
Your cruel intentions will claim 
Another victim again 
Patch work frays
Cruel intentions now remain
You always pinned me as a castaway
Cruel incentives claim the stage
Guilty of your first betrayal
I realize that I’m the castaway
As the night sets in
I had to fall in to find out
Your cruel intentions
I had to fall in to find out
Your cruel intentions