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figures
Tryna make em' by the weekend
In the deep ends
Motherfucker I'm a legion
I'm a legion
Yeah, yeah
I'm a repertoire, babe
Got a voice in my head
Tell

stuck one hand down his pants and kept the other on the reel

Our friend Jason Moroney was the first one to bite
Oh how his body seemed to take flight
We

invasion
A disease of the brain
Not mental illness
Hold my hand
It's what people waiting for the end of something do
Homeomorphic surfaces
Doughnut, double

Is your self reflection making you hard?
Or do you feel that you've dealt your last card?
A man with so much blood on his hands
Will in the end be

their way.

Narrator 2:
And they all forsook Him and fled but Peter followed Him afar off, to see the end.

Chorus (Men)
And they that had laid hands

It’s 1 in the morning on a cold monday night
You’re sitting here beside me with your hand in mine
You turn to the side and I see you smile at me
You

To the other side taking them
By the hand and whispering words
That help them to begin

Pour one out for the homie
Today for the mothers and
Fathers we lost

bleeding out of my casket 
and suffocating in the hands of this tyrant
feeding on my rotting carcass
growing until it collapses

cry in a fetal

with no sound

Thundering roar
bringing them war
the pagans will pay by the sword
Kill them and beat them and drag them to hell
where they belong
There

At night I dream a light in the darkness
Reach out my hand to tough your smile
It turns to haze and fades your likeness
I start ta cry will it never end

Every second that I hear
Your voice I just can't stop
Is this love or am I crazy now?
Days keeps passing by and all
I want is hear you out
You give

I'm so paranoid that no one likes me
And I'm so tired, dream you're beside me
When I wake up, you disappear
I don't wanna wake up, I think my end is

Bust yo skull
Blade up in my hand up in your throat
Finna watch
While all you little bitches fucking croak
Hard to stoke
Toting for the flame up in

claims with proof

Your mind is far too malleable
You've been ensnared by just their words
Is that all it takes to have you convinced
Is your ignorance

freind
Until the end
Hung by a thread

And I know
I need something colourful
To change my mind
Cause you don't
You don't know what it takes
To not see

im running from
Theres one thing that is true
End of the line, theres gonna be

You

Time after time
Its not an easy ride
I best find a place to go

all singin' as they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hangin' and they put you on the street

You go back, Jack, do it again, wheel turnin'

to stop their fighting
So we put away our broadswords, our arrows and lightning

Now that we’ve seen all these fights to their ends
The hobgoblins and us

a pen in my hand and I can't keep score
it's a call for help, help me end this war

I've never felt this way before
I've never....nah
Felt this way before

to find your way
Afraid to make a move
Cos you're scared
That you might drown(drown.....)
Step into the deep
And know He's by your side
Your life and times

And I know deep down you're falling apart
And your heart, might think, it's the end

But I promise to reassure you
All you gotta do is take my hand
I

It ain't apple juice
Head in my hands
You know the score
Surrounded by love and everything sucks
I think I might just give up
Excuse me, where's

faded eyes
No longer look so fucking wise
God left me behind
On path that i cant even find
Memories drown fast
Sudden end for my suicidal lust
So now i

and share
(chorus)
My wedding band of sand 
My wedding band of sand
gone with the tide
he will be by my side
but if i put my hand in the sea
then he will come