Trapped in an uncontrollable situation
Like an out of body revelation
All is nothing now, All is nothing now
All is nothing now until you cry somehow
Trapped in an uncontrollable situation
Like a human infestation
All is nothing now
All is nothing now
All is nothing now Until you cry somehow,
cry somehow, cry somehow
Can you taste her poisoned lips
Can you feel her sharpened tips
Can you smell her perfume drips
As it rips, as it rips,
as it rips, as it rips,
as it rips in your shore
Trapped in a one way god creation
Like a militant reformation
Eyes glazed with condensation
Words equipped with abbreviation
Enter the palace of gods creation
Can you taste her poisoned lips
Can you feel her sharp finger tips
Can you smell her perfume drips
As it rips, as rips, as it rips as it rips
As it rips from you core
Dead@27 - Gods Handy Work Lyrics
Dead@27 - Gods Handy Work Lyrics
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Trapped in an uncontrollable situation
Like an out of body revelation
All is nothing now, All is nothing now
All is nothing now until you cry somehow
Trapped in an uncontrollable situation
Like a human infestation
All is nothing now
All is nothing now
All is nothing now Until you cry somehow,
cry somehow, cry somehow
Can you taste her poisoned lips
Can you feel her sharpened tips
Can you smell her perfume drips
As it rips, as it rips,
as it rips, as it rips,
as it rips in your shore
Trapped in a one way god creation
Like a militant reformation
Eyes glazed with condensation
Words equipped with abbreviation
Enter the palace of gods creation
Can you taste her poisoned lips
Can you feel her sharp finger tips
Can you smell her perfume drips
As it rips, as rips, as it rips as it rips
As it rips from you core
Like an out of body revelation
All is nothing now, All is nothing now
All is nothing now until you cry somehow
Trapped in an uncontrollable situation
Like a human infestation
All is nothing now
All is nothing now
All is nothing now Until you cry somehow,
cry somehow, cry somehow
Can you taste her poisoned lips
Can you feel her sharpened tips
Can you smell her perfume drips
As it rips, as it rips,
as it rips, as it rips,
as it rips in your shore
Trapped in a one way god creation
Like a militant reformation
Eyes glazed with condensation
Words equipped with abbreviation
Enter the palace of gods creation
Can you taste her poisoned lips
Can you feel her sharp finger tips
Can you smell her perfume drips
As it rips, as rips, as it rips as it rips
As it rips from you core