Distorted Process


Follow to the end
Rain, rain runs down your back, the scars are now exposed
The cold sting of death approaches from the dark
Your lesson's never learned, you make the same mistakes
You're face to face with them, the captors of your soul
What we feel is now this pain
What we hear is now this truth
If you cut us we will bleed
A bleeding heart is what we will follow to the end
Killing time is a stitch in your spine
I see right through your daggered smiles
Face to face and toe to toe, we'll fuck up your paradise
We're back to the start, the start of what we've done
Familiar pain in me is here 'til the end
We'll live with our shame, the shame of what we've done
You're face to face with them, the captors of your soul
Push your backs against the wall
Follow to the end







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