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All our blood lying on the floor
Sense the crowd expecting something more.
Opened up, proudly on display,
What we tried so hard to hide away
Blinding light illuminates the scene
Try to fill the spaces in between
Arms entwined in a final pose
Narrative drawing to a close
Still remain the things we couldn't kill
In your eyes I can see it still
How we choose the framing of the scene
Hate begins to spill across the screen
Blinding light illuminates the scene
Try to fill the spaces in between
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You still can feel
You still believe
You still can love me
You still can bleed
Parasite
You so unique, you
You soothe my mind
You still assure me
You stupefy
Parasite
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I can feel it taking hold
Now I am an animal
Now I am a chemical
Once again
And you caught me through the crack
Everything is right on track
I am never coming back
Again and again and again
Everything
Everything is tickling
Is this really happening?
Again and again and again
Close enough to feel the flame
I can push it through the pain
And it was everything
Again and again and again
I don't want to lose control
I am just an animal
Just a fucking chemical
Once again and again and again
Everything
Everything is tickling
Is this really happening?
Again and again and again
Everything
Everything is tickling
I keep coming back again
Again and again
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Get down
On the ground
Don't move
Make a sound
No more
Thought control
You do
What you're told
Stand up
Sit back down
Your lies
Comes back around
Today
Patronize
Time's up
Close your eyes
Listen to the sound of my big black boots
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Muddy trail beside the water
Leads the lambs into the slaughter
Hands and knees, we all atone
Path is paved with blood and bone
Trembly hands reveal their purpose
Blisters form beneath the surface
No one gonna make us leave
We're the ones that still believe
Fear comes piercing through the silence
In the air, the scent of violence
Watching from above the trees
We're the ones that still believe
We're the ones that still believe
We're the ones that still believe
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It's the glare from the reflection
Making patterns in your eye
It's the looking back in anger
For every second slipping by
Undertow has come to take me
Guarded by the blazing sun
Look at everything around us, well
Look at everything we've done
Please, anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
I'm drowning here please,
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
There's a tiny little window
Swarms of locusts fill the sky
Maybe I'd just disappear
If I can't keep my head above the tide
Please, anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
I'm drowning here please,
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself...
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