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Flesh and Blood (Ephesians 6:12)
Mind-Body Problem
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Lock the doors and cut the phone lines
Sleep with one eye open
Running faster just to stay one step ahead
Before they close in
Did I leave a trail, are you close behind
I can see your eyes, piercing into mine
Do you know it all, how much can you see
Can you read my mind, walk into my dreams
You're coming for me
No chance for mercy
You want a taste of the guts
You won't realize what's at stake
Till you cut off your own flesh and blood
How much am I prepared to lose
You can cut me, but can I cut you
How much am I prepared to do
Can I afford to fight back
Or should I leave your reputation intact
Is it better to kneel and surrender all control
If it saves my soul
(No)
It's my time, now I've got nothing left you can take
I'm hellbound, I'll leave my doubts afire in my wake
As we inevitably collapse
I will rise
Don't you dare pray for me
I've got my own family
They taught me to love me
And everything I could be
I'm not your son
I am not your daughter
I will not burn, so drown me in holy water
You can't make me surrender myself
Cause I'm not living for anybody else
Why are we the enemy, do you even know
Beliefs programmed deep in your flesh and in your bones
If hatred is the only doctrine you'll follow
I'll stain my hands with blood to save my brothers from you
Don't you dare pray for me
I've got my own family
They taught me to love me
And everything I could be
I'm not your son
I am not your daughter (I'm not your son)
I will not burn, so drown me in holy water
You can't make me surrender myself
Cause I'm not kneeling for anybody
I'm not your son
I am not your daughter
You cannot save me, so fuck your holy water
This kind of pride is violent
I'd rather be manic than silent
Smiling so hard it hurts and screaming for
Too many ghosts of friends, all of their lifetimes to avenge
I live for the sinners who dared to turn to salt (I live in spite)
For those we have lost
To those like you (Of those like you)
Fuck
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