Everythings flushed and the closets full,
Nobodys ever seen you before.
1, 2, 3, fucking run.
Your times out,
Don't fucking cry,
Your times run out... Bleed!
Youve been hiding
The last nine years,
Fooled the drones,
And learned to blend, as one.
Weak at my knees,
Ill beat them with my fist.
Until your blood runs stagnant.
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The Convenience Of A Disposable Halo Lyrics

The Judas Cradle – The Convenience Of A Disposable Halo Lyrics