Create-Destroy

It took all of this took all of this time
Played your cards right for the first time
The pieces all fit nicely
It all came out in the end

One might say you can't escape
You got what's coming
One might say you can't escape
You got what's coming to you

A taste of retribution
It all comes back
Can't get out of here
Without some blood on you

You set your mind to something
There's nothing it won't destroy
You set your mind to something
There's nothing it won't destroy
We all must face ourselves

You're one of them
Depleted, wasted, left for dead
You're one of them

Filthy, wretched, waste of a man
You're one of them
Filthy, wretched, waste of a man
You're one of them
Filthy, wretched, waste of a man
You're one of them
Filthy, wretched, waste of a man
You're one of them

Your scorched skin
Tells your story
Of burnt dreams

Your scorched skin
Tells your story
Of burnt dreams

I'll watch you fail
From a distance
Nothing more than a tragedy

Is it simple loss to you
It's unknown
To me it's everything



Credits
Writer(s): Tony Wayne Jensen
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