You were made for the sun,
Expect tears then,
You can't please everyone,
This ain't the goddamn beach
Still trying to figure out what innocence I own,
Am I a sinner or an animal?
You were made for the sun,
Expect tears then,
You can't free everyone
You're such a goddamn leech,
(How was ear repair?)
(Chorus)
We're fighting demons in the back of my mind,
Where are the angels that you promised?
There's no reason or rhyme to, all this running in circles again
I'm still, waiting for the right pill, but I'm not ready
(Bridge)
Break it, break it slowly, push it in and fuck the only,
Thing that matters to me, metaphors will catch you out!
In dementia, my dependence, is an innocent lie down, Won't you take this lying down!
(Last Chorus)
We're fighting demons in the back of my mind,
Where are the angels that you promised?
There's no reason or rhyme to, all this running in circles again
I'm still, waiting for the right pill, but I'm not ready
My dementia,
My dependance,
We're fighting demons in the back of my mind!
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"Faspitch - Fiend Lyrics" |
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