Im above everything else saved the ones that shouldnt be hold on to them all so youll find yourself away from me our lost faith strung out on a line
My throat is dry when I (stain it) keep the hate alive (abuse it) your lips are tight when I (to keep it from) cover them with mine (running you) this
walk with an impure mind revelations unkind abject dental of the flesh I feel endure and make my mind its never time to start believing everything will
burn the bed consummated rest the head it just holds us back now still she keeps on looking of course [2x] nows theres nothing I hate as much wet the
pathetic sympathies left for the bloody at heart everything fades to shit evertyhing tears me apart caustic insecurities surface above the witheld every
the surface is so cold and worthless all the things that I have still come from there so paint your windows in front of my face when you know damn well
it Ill never get caught cradle the difference in front of your fist force it down to bring it back up make them listen one more time wrapping you up in an american
freedom is everything resolve impossible you prayed for rain ignoring the flood you took me with you to heaven back again bleed to remember that everything
an overwhelming understanding of chaos brings you to your knees impurities make me the way that I am the dirt in my veins the games on my thoughts the
Ive seen it turn from white to red Ive heard you talk about how you bleed and it doesnt mean shit until I see some action a hint of rose and a mountain
stink filled spasms deep in a colostomy bag I like being trapped inside the plastics wearing out red and perfect her legs spread out in front of me theyre
no sense of self to balance it off preconceived notions of something everyones gone will I show up with all that I have to give would you consider it
the trait that is still left on the killing floor for you that smile as he still itches for killing more of you the taste as he still catches me lasting
I can still watch those eyes crawling over her dress until I could show you everything but I dont have to hear the words cause I already feel your thoughts
I know this much I cant stand me when I become him I know this much I dont feel free when Im repentant tell him this much you dont want him due to extra
Call in the troops an load up the bombs we are we are we are we are marching to war and a war can't be won we are we are we are we are my gun is pulled
and stand as a united front it's up to us to expose and humiliate the Errorists, the American Errorists, we'll start with one I know just one, the war
to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco Un-American No way to go, Franco, Franco Un-American I never looked around