Feast your eyes on man, for he was surely meant to fail when you realize that nothing Comes, nothing comes for free
It's a cruel cruel world and death is a mistress clawing at your financial bliss
With a need to consume, when will it return if the hunger comes with fever?
I can't understand a word
When they talk with their mouths full it all just goes right through my head
And now I lie awake pretending I'm notdigging my own grave
In light of this self-isolation we've all earned a price on our head
Why must we lie awake pretending we're not digging our own graves
Such a waste of life
Tender to the swine
Eating up all of the streets we used to love
Their vile plague filled parades
They're marching through their remains
It's not a lack of willingness to succeed
Feast your eyes all were born to fail
And heed the violence of man's own f*cking hand
All were born to fail
So fill your f*cking hand
Thank You Video (MV)
Performed By: All That Is Flesh
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Angel Silva, Frank Silva, Josh Clark, Michael Shaffer, Preston Grigsby
All That Is Flesh - Thank You Lyrics
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English
Feast your eyes on man, for he was surely meant to fail when you realize that nothing Comes, nothing comes for free
It's a cruel cruel world and death is a mistress clawing at your financial bliss
With a need to consume, when will it return if the hunger comes with fever?
I can't understand a word
When they talk with their mouths full it all just goes right through my head
And now I lie awake pretending I'm notdigging my own grave
In light of this self-isolation we've all earned a price on our head
Why must we lie awake pretending we're not digging our own graves
Such a waste of life
Tender to the swine
Eating up all of the streets we used to love
Their vile plague filled parades
They're marching through their remains
It's not a lack of willingness to succeed
Feast your eyes all were born to fail
And heed the violence of man's own f*cking hand
All were born to fail
So fill your f*cking hand
It's a cruel cruel world and death is a mistress clawing at your financial bliss
With a need to consume, when will it return if the hunger comes with fever?
I can't understand a word
When they talk with their mouths full it all just goes right through my head
And now I lie awake pretending I'm notdigging my own grave
In light of this self-isolation we've all earned a price on our head
Why must we lie awake pretending we're not digging our own graves
Such a waste of life
Tender to the swine
Eating up all of the streets we used to love
Their vile plague filled parades
They're marching through their remains
It's not a lack of willingness to succeed
Feast your eyes all were born to fail
And heed the violence of man's own f*cking hand
All were born to fail
So fill your f*cking hand
Writer: Angel Silva, Frank Silva, Josh Clark, Michael Shaffer, Preston Grigsby
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid