patient zero (uk) - raise those horns lyrics
(you ready? shut up and do it then.)
we the fallen, we the people
we those lucky born
we those given ill repute
we’re here to raise those h_rns
criminals in cathode rays
redundant wedding bells
a pretty game i’ve never played
sending you straight to h_ll
[chorus]
evil, twisted, so s_d_stic, i know what you think of me
i won’t play the martyr for your empathy
so forgive me little choirboy, but i won’t apologize
your god has made you weak, but i can sympathize
get down on your knees, you might get lucky with your prayers
your imaginary friend doesn’t know and doesn’t care
the one creator made a flaw you see, ’cause he made me
though some maybe call it rhetoric, you know it’s blasphemy
the air is poison consequently everybody you love is dead
no time to mourn the loss
maybe they’re better off
criminals in cathode rays
redundant wedding bells
a pretty game i’ve never played
sending you straight to h_ll
tell me that you love me
swear allegiance to the king
my empire of vice would give you everything
all you ever swore you’d never take
i’ll make you ache for this
this kiss
[chorus]
evil, twisted, so s_d_stic, i know what you think of me
i won’t play the martyr for your empathy
so forgive me little choirboy, but i won’t apologize
your god has made you weak, but i can sympathize
get down on your knees, you might get lucky with your prayers
your imaginary friend doesn’t know and doesn’t care
the one creator made a flaw you see, ’cause he made me
though some maybe call it rhetoric, you know it’s blasphemy
the air is poison consequently everybody you love is dead
no time to mourn the loss
maybe they’re better off
criminals in cathode rays
redundant wedding bells
a pretty game i’ve never played
sending you straight to h_ll
[chorus]
evil, twisted, so s_d_stic, i know what you think of me
i won’t play the martyr for your empathy
so forgive me little choirboy, but i won’t apologize
your god has made you weak, but i can sympathize
get down on your knees, you might get lucky with your prayers
your imaginary friend doesn’t know and doesn’t care
the one creator made a flaw you see, ’cause he made me
though some maybe call it rhetoric, you know it’s blasphemy
all you ever swore you’d never take
i’ll make you ache for this
this kiss
we the fallen, we the people
we those lucky born
we those given ill repute
we’re here to raise those h_rns
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