Today’s Iconoclast

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Today's iconoclast The feeling never lasts It's not hard to tell That you're not doing well Your smile down the hill I ran to meet you there We gave blood to our fantasies We play fuck, kill, marry [Verse 2] A fresh addiction Comes with the discipline Hates the noise of sorrow I read it in the Amazon Basics Bible Today's iconoclast It's nothing serious But it's not hard to tell When you're not doing well [Bridge] I saw your wings get clipped It's a bloodbath You could call it what you'd like Spit smacks on porcelain Mary down the drain The beating of a white wing [Outro] The beating of a white wing Beating of a white wing Whitе wing