You cant you can't you can't
Treat me like this.
Wicked and winged rubbing my eyes.
There's no limit to what a mind can absorb.
A pounding, pulsating anger that is no longer humyn.
Glorified Dawn, I spit in your face.
Come at me, try and eat your most precious host.
Give me the soul of a giver, teacher-preacher.
My roses will bloom where the tide touches the sky.
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You cant you can't you can't
Treat me like this.
Wicked and winged rubbing my eyes.
There's no limit to what a mind can absorb.
A pounding, pulsating anger that is no longer humyn.
Glorified Dawn, I spit in your face.
Come at me, try and eat your most precious host.
Give me the soul of a giver, teacher-preacher.
My roses will bloom where the tide touches the sky.
Treat me like this.
Wicked and winged rubbing my eyes.
There's no limit to what a mind can absorb.
A pounding, pulsating anger that is no longer humyn.
Glorified Dawn, I spit in your face.
Come at me, try and eat your most precious host.
Give me the soul of a giver, teacher-preacher.
My roses will bloom where the tide touches the sky.
Writer: Rorik Abram Brooks
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC