My Ruin - Seventh Sacrament | Текст песни

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I'm sick to death of people trying to fit in
Commercialized into meaningless trends
The politics and the making amends
That's why I've got more enemies than friends

January screams bring back memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won't let me forget

I can't stand another counterfeit band
Homogenized and painfully bland
The kissing ass and the shaking of hands
That's why I've got more enemies than friends

January screams bring back memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won't let me forget

The seventh sacrament
Body and blood
The seventh sacrament
Art that I bleed
The seventh sacrament
Flesh and the word
The seventh sacrament
Is setting us free

January screams bring back old memories
Ghosts from the past and other good stories
Immortalized in a Southern lament
The hills of Tennessee won't let me forget

The seventh sacrament
The body and blood
The seventh sacrament
The art that I bleed
The seventh sacrament
The flesh and the word
The seventh sacrament
Will set us free

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