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US, GHOSTS lyrics : "Underlings"

I've never felt so lost in my own mind
Is this the end of me? It's dragging me away
Waves above me pushing down

Keeping me still
The vacant eye surrounds me


I can't breathe the air in here
Can we ever make it out?
Will we ever make it out?


Step by cold step, pace yourself
For the love of god we could use some help

We're losing ourselves, we are losing our grip
We are losing our grip!


Don't drink their poison

We can find our way out

These winding paths go a million ways
To keep crown ships made of gold
From the clutches of their underling waves


Stone lungs made for breathing ash
Every broken heart is made to pass

When the smoke clears
We'll be standing with our heads held high


Oh! We are the new world hope
We are the Kings of Kings
And we will never be like you


I can't breathe the air in here
Can we ever make it out?

Will we ever make it out?

You think you can tear us down

With your %#@! excuse for a life
We have one thing to say to you
Go and $#&@ yourself

Don't drink their poison, BLEGH!
I can't breathe the air in here
Can we ever make it out?

Will we ever make it out?

We're so lost (so lost)

But we can find a spark

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