Track byDone Again
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0Flesh and bone What is this strange fruit You have sown Of constant need Made of stone Progeny of a feeble throne You are the source of everything I've come to hate about myself The filth and lust of the flesh A bastard's needs are never met (I wanted to love you more than this) Get all you can Sell your gold for dust and mold Fill your gut, prance and strut All hail the self Pay your debts You're a fucking mess You are the no one Bestowing the name Mouth wide open With little to say But suffocated expressions To sing my rejection I'm king of suppression With no one to blame (I wanted to love you more than this) Get all you can Sell your gold for dust and mold Fill your gut, prance and strut All hail the self I'm ill I'm ill I'm ill I'm ill You failed You failed You failed You failed I'm done I'm done I'm done I'm done You won You won You won
