ALRIGHT, JUNIOR. lyrics : "Sinner Of The State"
Internal prostitution
Your body sick and your number sewn
Trust %#@! and follow the blind hand
(The blind hand, the blind hand)
Sleep beneath the silence above the hung
Steeples high enough will block the sun
Inhale regret and trade it in for fame
Good luck, you messed it up, you'll never be the same
You'll never make it
I'm gonna kill us
Collage of motives
You caved
Cradle your brain
La, la, la, la, la, HEY
Whose vile face creates
La, la, la, la, la, HEY
Ah, dig in make me bleed
You'll never make it
I'm gonna kill us
Collage of motives
You caved
(La, la, la, la, la) PROTECT IGNORE
(La, la, la, la, la) CORRECTIONS LAME
(La, la, la, la, la) SUCH PRECIOUS WASTE
(La, la, la, la, la) SINNER OF THE STATE
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