Soft clay falls onto your head Begin to be forgot Dust off my hands of all your remains For the good this time All of your bones fall into place Begin to be shut down You're out of sight You're out of mind this time
Even when the buildings fall apart Even when I'm left in this junk yard I'll use my silver knife to cut through the lies Even when the blade is in my hands I can't function I can't fight I'll Use my silver knife and cut through the lies
Soft clay falls onto your head Begin to be forgot Dust off my hands of all your remains For the good this time All of your bones fall into place Begin to be shut down You're out of sight You're out of mind this time
Even when the buildings fall apart Even when I'm left in this junk yard I'll use my silver knife to cut through the lies Even when the blade is in my hands I can't function I can't fight I'll Use my silver knife and cut through the lies
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