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Knock off prayers
03:01
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NEVER HAVE I WANTED IT TURN TO GRAY
ONLY BLAMING ME 4 the wrongs i cant TAKE
CATALOGUES OF JOURNEYS I WEAR ON MY FUCKING FACE
I REPAINT THE COLORS OF MY LIFE EVERYDAY
stained the walls of our living truth
when the news hit home
blasted through us all
SEALED TIGHT HUGGED IN 10 TON SANDS
independant judgmant with no one to understand
Lets--say--that--im off--of leave come buried myself alive in a place
of god i learn to hate
SELF ADMITTED wasant thinking/// now i cannot go//
west if for the wishes feed the well and it explodes
when the news hit home
blasted through us all
SEALED TIGHT HUGGED IN 10 TON SANDS
independant judgmant with no one to understand
i always expected to much
In a place of god i learned to hate
the white padded wall i couldent escape
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Uncorrupted
03:16
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nothings ever given for free
take all you need but youl surely pay
a land i thought had what i want profits
off a symbol that makes their country them
feed your bitch go feed your kids
supporting slaughterlust for useless sustinance
see the rich not eating shit
open your eyes and see suffering
No prooff of us in plague proportions
Its only triggerfun
left to rot in the land down hunger
were the only thing not making a wrongx2
Cage us the fuck in
barricade our continent
push us to the end
slaughter and leave the dead
Expect nothing to be giving for free
take all you need but youl surely pay
a land i thought had what i want profits
off a symbol that makes their country them
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The Fantasy Catstle
03:01
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Casterate when i say what i mean. Burn the children haunt my conscious till the end.
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East Great Falls
02:10
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we are the reasons why thew bottom surleys gonna hollow out
im the one that placed us here im sorry that i never turned this around
whats true in the lamplights proved false in the sun
CHORUS
I OVERSTAYED MY WELCOME IN THIS LIFE
HAD EVERY SHOT AND CUT EVERY TIE
4 DIFFRENT SEASONS CRAFT 8 DIFFRENT FACES
LOST SYMPHONIES I ONCE LIVED BY IVE ERASED THEM
i Gotta retrace my steps cut out all maladaptive tendeces
fuck this life no hope is left if i belive i will achive
im the reason my life it feels dead
time i go edge ill clean up my mess
Claritys comfort it stirs in my head
ill take the pledge time i go edge
my kin needs me, i 2 need them
no more lies ill execute my own death
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