Care By Carcenogenic
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God has a way, if only he's moved from the collective fruit tree
You look at his record, you see his time to stay
And it's a disgrace that my words paint their eyes disguised
Death chases you down with their eyes
Lies of words are with the things that I can't speak now
In the time to make you lie, I'll stop and show
In the time to live a life where nothing lies
Where not only
I can't forget it but won't try, my hands are in the red
A foul wound since I can't forget it
Mother wound
Shut the red lips open, piercing in my sight
Piercing in my sight, we will die, you will live on
Mother wound
Shut the red lips open, piercing in my sight
Piercing in my sight, we will die, you will live on
We will die, you will live on
We will die, you will live on
We will die, you will live on
Take down by your silence, your hand
Broken, scarred, and against our eyes
We will die, you will live on