Beauty Through The Eyes Of A Predator (feat. Brock Lindow from 36 Crazyfists)
I see your life and death reduce into a product line It's not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine I can't see why You're not a saint, you're a thief You can't deny It's all a ploy underneath.
All I've seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark) All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart) Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake) I can't breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)
[CHORUS:] You've brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance) I hope you cry for the one's you've lost. You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance) I hope it's worth all the blood it cost.
It's been a long way back from the dissipated path Only half way through, say goodbye and take a breath And when the end shines new with the burn of nothing left I'll give you one last chance to say you're done and give it back. I won't agree. Your remedy is a joke. I can't believe. That you can breathe and not choke.
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Peddle your faith to the blind. And cheapen the love that you feel so painful. Pushing the guilt through your spine. And suffer the mold of a prime example.
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I feel my lungs beginning to burn. With every foolish word that you spit, another nail you'll get