Lyrics:
Singing songs of loss
You can't refute
The cold hard truth
Is never warming up
Singing songs of light
A battle cry
Have we sung too soon?
Were we
of us must hate something
This won't be easy
Won't be easy for anyone
So choose a side
Refute the atheist
Rebuke the religious
Refute the xenophobe
Refute
to a means
I refute dragging feet
Avarice makes quite the bedmate
While surely seeking spice
And refuses that it was coalesce and yearning
As the teasing
Pain only seems to silence
You don't know where confusion is
Awake or refute in a timely fashion
These are the laser wins, psych
How many holes
and tell
That he's no longer able to deny or refute
50,000 voices rising every time he'd sing
And every word he ever wrote reflecting back to him
How
watchin, it's too late now to refute,
Nightly fever you can't refuse, masturbation blues.
(Every line is sang twice)
hand is false majesty
I feign affection, refute the true story
Dispute with creation, the lie is my glory
I care for no-one, my gospel is death
For me
We snuck into cemetery / you and I on Halloween!
Ghosts are real, we will see / can’t refute on Halloween!
Trees shuffle in the night / path is lit
Profession of faith to persecute
From heaven a voice, journey refute
Falling to the ground
To arise without sight
Holy Spirit fill,
Falling scales from smite
refute
You can tell everybody that
perfect unity
On my left hand is false majesty
I feign affection, refute the true story
Dispute with creation, the lie is my glory
I care for no one, my
Hear the cry that's long been mute,
Silence now we shall refute.
Rising up to make it right,
Bringing darkness into light.
[Verse 2]
Behind the sermons
You can't refute it, I'm the frontrunner Fuck around and you will feel the thunder
All these eyes on me Po-po' and opps ain't nothin' to a G
You
I left my mojo left my mojo
In my favorite suit, yes I did, yeah
She left a stain, left a dirty stain in my heart
I can't refute, oh I can't, no I
be the one to refute your claims
See I'm bound by the time I own
Not burned by an empty grave
step away
False Judas
You lose us
In between the lines of your nursery rhymes
False Judas
I will refute us
You're no friend to me
Pseudo-concocted
Vulture eyes
World's demise
Transcend bliss
Comes with a kiss
What's he like?
Burdens bright?
Refute, denial
Behind a counterfeit smile
Your vulture
allegations
Brainwash those who idolize
With a harlots kiss
You'll pay for this
Please dont miscalculate
My will to refute fucking claim
With a harlots
All disputes aside
Refutes still decide
I have yet to try it
Taking it in stride
(All so nervously while trying to stress)
Acts I've earned
on a fifties sound.
They're wearing bomber flights and combat boots,
Skater pants and sixties suits.
In a lifestyle that's hard to refute,
It's a modern
need a five gear book on the good times
In the houses of ill refute
Different strokes for different folks
There ain't no substitute no oh oh
Chorus
So
Now this melody's a healer
It's got my baby in a fever
And I hope it gets the better of you
With this Morricone music
There's no way you can refute
don't feel it's right
Letting go seems fine
Just always know
I'll respect you
Your blinded by your choices
And that I can't refute
Listen to internal
To an ancient contract
Attacked
Becoming a lack
A husk
A pillaged cache
Oh, and you! Can't get at it
Can't get at it
Can't get at it, to refute it
Make like
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