40 Below Summer - Bottom Feeder | Текст песни

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• 40 Below Summer
• Bottom Feeder

Turn on the lights. Here's the anthem. For the strange, its a party of you. By the numbers. Here is the proof they are taking the truth and then twisting it into the hate and the loathing we have for ourselves by the hand that thet wipe their own ass we will die from the stench of the shit we sell

To reach for the sun, and only find the bottom rung.

They have no answer for your personal holocaustYour only reason to exist is to pay the cost.They don't care about you no one cares at all.
When underneath the bottom feeder falls.

Now we are live. At center. Of the scene its the crime of the year. You want an answer? Here is the headline. Burning the bodies and leaving them festering always avoiding averting their eyes from the cross that they hang

To reach for the sun, and only find the bottom rung.

They have no answer for your personal holocaustYour only reason to exist is to pay the cost.They don't care about you no one cares at all.When underneath the bottom feeder falls.

Tune out the screams. Tune out the noise. You try but it seems so loud, it seems so loud, it seems so loud. Under your feet there's a voice that's speaking softly now but it seems so loud.

We will not fall. We not wait for you to see. We will not fall. We will not let you take our dreams.We will not let you take our dreams. We will not fall. We cannot let you take our lives.
we will not fall. We cannot take this anymore