It's just like every time that I get a chance. I can seem to see through your, face.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
I feel my skin wearing thin, infected by the liquid seeping in.
I get nothing but disgrace. I get nothing from a dying race. Yeah. Oh.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
Get away, move slowly in decay.
I sense the poison seeping in, an endless pursuit of constant thinking. I feeling nothing but the virus of hate, these bodies fall and I continue, I stray.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
Get away, move slowly in decay.
It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, it's just like every time that I get. It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, I can see through your, I can see through your face
Now I can see through your, face.
I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face.
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It's just like every time that I get a chance. I can seem to see through your, face.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
I feel my skin wearing thin, infected by the liquid seeping in.
I get nothing but disgrace. I get nothing from a dying race. Yeah. Oh.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
Get away, move slowly in decay.
I sense the poison seeping in, an endless pursuit of constant thinking. I feeling nothing but the virus of hate, these bodies fall and I continue, I stray.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
Get away, move slowly in decay.
It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, it's just like every time that I get. It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, I can see through your, I can see through your face
Now I can see through your, face.
I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
I feel my skin wearing thin, infected by the liquid seeping in.
I get nothing but disgrace. I get nothing from a dying race. Yeah. Oh.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
Get away, move slowly in decay.
I sense the poison seeping in, an endless pursuit of constant thinking. I feeling nothing but the virus of hate, these bodies fall and I continue, I stray.
I can see through your, Face, I can see through your face. I can see through your, Face. I can see through your, Face.
Get away, move slowly in decay.
It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, it's just like every time that I get. It's just like every time that I get a chance, It's just like every time that I get a chance, I can see through your, I can see through your face
Now I can see through your, face.
I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face. I can see through your, face.
Writer: Tim Campagna
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid