Babyface sorcerer murdered savior of mankind
Define divine in three days time
To fix the mistake we can cover it in waves
Was it the chicken or the egg
Am I chosen now
We need a foil for the fawn to stay loyal to the gun
I will load it all but one and save that for my son
Cue the part where we restart
Hope in the moment you play a part
Nail the martyr to your heart
A violent reminder of who we are
Clothe yourself in holy armor and old wool to hide the evil under
I awakened your doubt don't let God find out what's beneath us
The soul you bathe in has been washed away
Your bones are bare, broken and fading away
These aches and pains suddenly seem so tame
Is the end how you thought it was going to be
Mr. bruised knees
Black clad hypocrite
I wonder if there's ever been
A saint to send the holy men
To their bitter end
We speak in signs and take bad advice
The truth you hide is all in your mind
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Babyface sorcerer murdered savior of mankind
Define divine in three days time
To fix the mistake we can cover it in waves
Was it the chicken or the egg
Am I chosen now
We need a foil for the fawn to stay loyal to the gun
I will load it all but one and save that for my son
Cue the part where we restart
Hope in the moment you play a part
Nail the martyr to your heart
A violent reminder of who we are
Clothe yourself in holy armor and old wool to hide the evil under
I awakened your doubt don't let God find out what's beneath us
The soul you bathe in has been washed away
Your bones are bare, broken and fading away
These aches and pains suddenly seem so tame
Is the end how you thought it was going to be
Mr. bruised knees
Black clad hypocrite
I wonder if there's ever been
A saint to send the holy men
To their bitter end
We speak in signs and take bad advice
The truth you hide is all in your mind
Define divine in three days time
To fix the mistake we can cover it in waves
Was it the chicken or the egg
Am I chosen now
We need a foil for the fawn to stay loyal to the gun
I will load it all but one and save that for my son
Cue the part where we restart
Hope in the moment you play a part
Nail the martyr to your heart
A violent reminder of who we are
Clothe yourself in holy armor and old wool to hide the evil under
I awakened your doubt don't let God find out what's beneath us
The soul you bathe in has been washed away
Your bones are bare, broken and fading away
These aches and pains suddenly seem so tame
Is the end how you thought it was going to be
Mr. bruised knees
Black clad hypocrite
I wonder if there's ever been
A saint to send the holy men
To their bitter end
We speak in signs and take bad advice
The truth you hide is all in your mind
Writer: Kevin Sipla
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