Damn you’re so dull Still need to borrow your hate Change what they can Persuade us back under cover
Oh old you’re so over Who made you king of the ages? Tending the wounds Thinking of adding another
But the chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I’ll take anything that’s not bolted down Bolted down
Tricking us in, don’t get along if they’re brothers So phasing it out, correcting vision with fists And drawing a line, still give it less than a week Checking the wounds, thinking of adding another
But the chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I’ll take anything that’s not bolted down Bolted down
Free what's bolted down
Chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I’ll take anything that’s not bolted down He was chosen Never wrong He sat holding Several thoughts I’ll take anything that’s not bolted down |
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