Botch - Frequency Ass Bandit [We Are The Romans, 1999, Hydra Head Records, USA] (Math Rock, Prog Rock) | Текст песни

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• Frequency Ass Bandit [We Are The Romans, 1999, Hydra Head Records, USA] (Math Rock, Prog Rock)

Anchored awake.
Wringing my hands.
Weighing my time.
Running down dreams.
Buying your life.
Patience is a girl I've been trying to forget about.
Always rearing her ugly head when I am choosing she's losing.
She's the one who still sits alone.
Comforting smile saves me from making the same mistake drag it out of me.
Take what you've got make it better.
I feel the loss I bear my own cross.
Enjoying the last seconds we have.
My unseen dictator grasps throats with both hands.
It brings about euthanasia.
Who hold my fate in their hands.
Not you.
Endless

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