Fashion Bleeds

Lyrics
Fashion bleeds, stains and frees, spreading lowlife scum and sleaze Spitting fire, in the eyes, of the least suspecting patrons Turning cold, with control, killing everyone who knows Standing by, in the aisles, watching recent complications Fashion bleeds, stains and frees, spreading lowlife scum and sleaze Spitting fire, in the eyes, of the least suspecting patrons Turning cold, with control, killing everyone who knows Standing by, in the aisles, watching recent complications You can hear their shouts from cars Cigars burn in trendy bars Flicking ashes over teenage kids With poorly tuned guitars You can hear their shouts from cars Cigars burn in trendy bars Flicking ashes over teenage kids With poorly tuned guitars
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Credits
- Writers
- Mark Price
- Matt Gentling
- Eric Johnson (Archers of Loaf)
- Eric Bachmann