Old, diseased, and weak
Forced to break the promise you could never keep.
Broken, tired, animal you will never be me.
There will be no more always and forever.
Only secure, hopeless lives.
It would make me sick.
I will turn it all in for late nights and impossible dreams.

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Burial Suit Lyrics

Majority Rule – Burial Suit Lyrics