Fever Dreams - Swallow a Shotgun Lyrics

Unworthy
Cut off their hands
Pins right through their goddamn eyes
For everyone they have deceived
You were the one they believed
There's no clean cut for the sweet divine

Clinging
Begging
Watching the time
So quick to judge
Damn us beneath
But not so fast to pick up your feet
I am the bearer mashing of teeth

The hammer's coming down
Crying out but no one's around
No hope, only a rope
For all of them
Imposter
Claiming the place of god
Pointing your crooked finger back at us
I hope you choke on your own laugh
You self righteous pig
You can dig and dig all you want
There's no way to escape