Fear Before The March Of Flames - Hey Kid. I'm A Computer. Stop All The Downloading. lyrics
- Artist:
- Fear Before The March Of Flames
- Album:
- Art Damage
count of three
everybody over dose
TheyÂ’re coming with
forks and knives to eat us alive,
forks and knives.
Victims in
cannibalistic
human race
proprietors
dog eat dog
colonization, dog eat dog.
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that weÂ’ve been fed
(stick ourselves with syringes and
scrape our lungs with dollar bills)
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that weÂ’ve been fed
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
The soft parts of our lower backs.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
The soft parts of our lower backs.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
We were meant to each other.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
We were meant.
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.
Secretaries now make great lovers.
As do those, as do those, as do those we had never considered.
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.
stick ourselves with syringes
and scrape our lungs with dollar bills.
forge a roof that will hold us in and keep them out.
We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that weÂ’ve been fed.
everybody over dose
TheyÂ’re coming with
forks and knives to eat us alive,
forks and knives.
Victims in
cannibalistic
human race
proprietors
dog eat dog
colonization, dog eat dog.
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that weÂ’ve been fed
(stick ourselves with syringes and
scrape our lungs with dollar bills)
We sluts, we have, fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that weÂ’ve been fed
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
Nothing (this thing) anything (keep it on)
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
The soft parts of our lower backs.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
The soft parts of our lower backs.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
That fatted us calves would now feed on.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
We were meant to each other.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
We were meant.
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
We were meant to each other.
You canÂ’t buy love. You canÂ’t sell feelings.
Have at me, have at me, have at me with your most primitive touch.
Secretaries now make great lovers.
As do those, as do those, as do those we had never considered.
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.
The sound of cracking bones shall be the music that plays us out.
stick ourselves with syringes
and scrape our lungs with dollar bills.
forge a roof that will hold us in and keep them out.
We sluts, we have fattened and ripened in these
LA castles. We rust in the milk that weÂ’ve been fed.
Art Damage
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