Like a Train Through a Pigeon

Lyrics
Made of hate Avarice and stubbornness Converge into stupidity In two we have begotten Begotten our desserts and transform As we become food for For the earth and for the rats I never forget a face And this time, I'm taking names This time, I'm... Screech and pop of this hollow, this hollow shell Would have provided escape for the fortunate The fortunate I am not As I have lived over four hours Dying image, innards are ripped And picked away at by my "comrades" Literally and figuratively The teeth go through the tongue I am willing to die For my share, I have died For my share, I have died If I wake before I die There'll be hell to pay For my share, left in half So I guess I'm fucked I'm fucked Screech and pop of this hollow, this hollow shell Would have provided escape for the fortunate There were never signs of slowing down As it ripped right through me If I could just die before my children eat me Literally and figuratively The teeth go through the tongue Am I dying or just waking up? Am I dying or... Am I dying or just waking up? I'm in half, am I dying? Am I dying? Mass killing spree If we all could just die Before our children eat us Like a train through a pigeon Now I'm filled with empathy Like a train through a pigeon Now I'm filled with empathy If we all could just die Before our children eat us A failure to move will result in your (A failure to move will result in your...) In your, in your, in your, in your (Death)
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Credits
- Producers
- Andrew Schneider
- The Red Chord