Follower, follower
Where are we going?
You broke into the children's hospitals
I'll break into the bars and hostels
"Are you one of us?" they ask
Save me a space with the frozen feel form
Take me to taste that great minute in the sky
Carve out my face with the spoken blowtorch
"You're a f*cking disgrace"
Now burn me to the floor
Follow her, follow her
Into the darkness
If she had drowned in the middle of the ocean
Would someone notice the absent devotion?
Save me a space with the broken and worn
Take me to taste that great failure and cry
Carve out my space with the sickening criminals
And if I refuse would anyone even know?
Wouldn't ya know
I can make these sounds too
Now am I one of you?
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Follower, follower
Where are we going?
You broke into the children's hospitals
I'll break into the bars and hostels
"Are you one of us?" they ask
Save me a space with the frozen feel form
Take me to taste that great minute in the sky
Carve out my face with the spoken blowtorch
"You're a f*cking disgrace"
Now burn me to the floor
Follow her, follow her
Into the darkness
If she had drowned in the middle of the ocean
Would someone notice the absent devotion?
Save me a space with the broken and worn
Take me to taste that great failure and cry
Carve out my space with the sickening criminals
And if I refuse would anyone even know?
Wouldn't ya know
I can make these sounds too
Now am I one of you?
Where are we going?
You broke into the children's hospitals
I'll break into the bars and hostels
"Are you one of us?" they ask
Save me a space with the frozen feel form
Take me to taste that great minute in the sky
Carve out my face with the spoken blowtorch
"You're a f*cking disgrace"
Now burn me to the floor
Follow her, follow her
Into the darkness
If she had drowned in the middle of the ocean
Would someone notice the absent devotion?
Save me a space with the broken and worn
Take me to taste that great failure and cry
Carve out my space with the sickening criminals
And if I refuse would anyone even know?
Wouldn't ya know
I can make these sounds too
Now am I one of you?
Writer: Cole McLain
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