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dead divine - cult-misleader كلمات أغنية

we corrupt our young and we speak in tongues,
we’re content with l-st cause we’re in love, we’re in love with our guns.
hallelujah, put your hands in the air.
you bare the grins of dead carps,
do you love him enough
to bring blood? x2
i’ll praise he who counsels me,
but so far i’ve heard nothing,
and i ain’t shaken. x2
you’re the product of kindred love,
parade around the cross to cover it up.
you thrive on the faint like rats on remains,
who think they need you like a needle to the vein,
sh-sh-shoot it up and drift away,
this faction is only fashion and it’s fallen on its face.
they lure you into their dead lights,
holy spirit compels them to
so it makes it right, x2
i truly resent you or maybe its envy i’m feeling,
but i’ve already come to terms with feeling nothing.
we’re content with l-st, hey-hey, cause we love our guns, hey-hey,
we’re content with l-st, hey-hey, cause we love our,
you’re as charismatic as a strung out fanatic in need of new holes.
it keeps you fiending for more.
you captivate with your words,
you spit em out like clock work,
and i bet it keeps your bones nice and warm, nice and warm.
you thrive on the faint like rats on remains,
who think they need you like a needle to the vein,
sh-sh-shoot it up and drift away,
this faction is only fashion and it’s fallen on its face.
is only fashion and it’s fallen on its face.
you captivate with your words,
you spit em out like clock work,
and i bet it keeps your bones nice and warm.

- dead divine

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