The Next Great Divide
There's no mistakin' he's a murderer, and he's talking to me
He wants to split it down the middle, and sell the lies to the weak
Because this murderer will trade a life for a fee
Without giving a second thought to the next he deletes
Never the same, always the same old face staring back at me from hell
I'll peel it back, peel it back, all the way back to where this shit began
Find the solution cause we'll never be the same again... my friend
Now cut down the middle, set to conquer your mind
Don't smoke that shit it's just a pack of lies. Throw it away... fuck it
Split down the middle... tortured by this riddle... time to get ready
For the next great divide
Waiting for wolves to clean your bones
Stripped of life long before you know
You know, there always come a time, there's no turning back
From grace, or insurrection, once the die is cast
There's got to be another way, from this hell that is common place
Divisions set in motion, just to keep up the pace. Just keep up the pace
Divisions in motion
Transverse this notion, why
Cause, there's a goddamn murderer, and he's fucking with me
He wants to tear it down the middle, and take the lives of the weak
Because this murderer, will trade a life for a fee
Without giving a second thought to the life he deletes
So, now cut down the middle, set to conquer your mind
Don't smoke that shit it's just a pack of lies. Throw it away... fuck it
Split down the middle, tortured, mindless riddle
Time to get ready for the next great divide
He wants to split it down the middle, and sell the lies to the weak
Because this murderer will trade a life for a fee
Without giving a second thought to the next he deletes
Never the same, always the same old face staring back at me from hell
I'll peel it back, peel it back, all the way back to where this shit began
Find the solution cause we'll never be the same again... my friend
Now cut down the middle, set to conquer your mind
Don't smoke that shit it's just a pack of lies. Throw it away... fuck it
Split down the middle... tortured by this riddle... time to get ready
For the next great divide
Waiting for wolves to clean your bones
Stripped of life long before you know
You know, there always come a time, there's no turning back
From grace, or insurrection, once the die is cast
There's got to be another way, from this hell that is common place
Divisions set in motion, just to keep up the pace. Just keep up the pace
Divisions in motion
Transverse this notion, why
Cause, there's a goddamn murderer, and he's fucking with me
He wants to tear it down the middle, and take the lives of the weak
Because this murderer, will trade a life for a fee
Without giving a second thought to the life he deletes
So, now cut down the middle, set to conquer your mind
Don't smoke that shit it's just a pack of lies. Throw it away... fuck it
Split down the middle, tortured, mindless riddle
Time to get ready for the next great divide
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Arnold, Austin D'amond, Thomas J Frost
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