Drag the Wounds Eternal

[00:00.02] They aren't here anymore
[00:19.02] And desperation covers murdered screams
[00:26.98] Walk along like a lion herd
[00:35.09] Never bet, never bowed, never fixed, and never came
[00:41.80] All the little hands play die
[00:47.63] All the little mouths talk wide
[00:53.96] And they breathe and they choke
[01:02.36] And we've came to fucking sermons
[01:05.90] And the pitched dead plays on all the songs
[01:09.22] I should have been born a machete
[01:16.08] To watch the words come stuck in the mind
[01:23.08] I should have made grand
[01:26.36] Met the machine in the sand
[01:29.73] And scratched the awkward words into the height
[01:34.03] Of the stitches sewn
[01:36.34] This is the way
[01:39.77] This is the way
[01:43.25] This is the way
[01:46.69] This is the way
[01:49.98] We hang our blanket arms with nothing left
[01:56.73] The pride of hoarding futures, nothing more
[01:59.86] I should have been born a machete
[02:10.80] I should have been born a machete
[02:15.36]
[02:17.67] We should have been born
[02:21.08] The fucking queers that cry
[02:24.51] We should have been born
[02:27.98] The fucking queers that cry
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