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oh the things we do
when you're away
i saw the message
that you wrote in the sand
dismembered hints that carve away
the anesthetic of your gospel said
put a muzzle on the lamb
give me one page
give me one page
make it blank
mace that i leak
will rain
give me one page
give me one page
make it blank
race i inflict
your way
maybe one day you'll stop and realize
the throne that you serve is dead
give me a plague
give me a plague
make it blank
nothing you own is safe
when you're away
i saw the message
that you wrote in the sand
dismembered hints that carve away
the anesthetic of your gospel said
put a muzzle on the lamb
give me one page
give me one page
make it blank
mace that i leak
will rain
give me one page
give me one page
make it blank
race i inflict
your way
maybe one day you'll stop and realize
the throne that you serve is dead
give me a plague
give me a plague
make it blank
nothing you own is safe
Annons