Lyrics

Your head will be rotting on a spike I don't complain much but I might Your life's on a loop just like before You stuff your face and still want more My head may be rotting on a spike I don't complain much but I might Given the time, it's not the time to make an enemy And you will stop seeing Give us some time and try to wind up all the ends you find There's no end to be seen Now that you're blind, they're not so kind, not so accepting now That you are not breeding Bring all you have and all you had, give all you got Or stop Our heads they are rotting on their spikes We can't complain, we lost our sights As useless as we were before We stuff our face, but we are sure We are sore Given the time, it's not the time to make an enemy And you will stop seeing Give us some time and try to wind up all the ends you find There's no end to be seen Now that you're blind, they're not so kind, not so accepting now That you are not breeding Bring all you have and all you had, give all you got Given the time, it's not the time to make an enemy And you will stop seeing Give us some time and try to wind up all the ends you find There's no end to be seen Now that you're blind, they're not so kind, not so accepting now That you are not breeding Bring all you have and all you had, give all you got Or stop