Into the Black

I feel like kryptonite
You should run for your life
Somebody's filling me
With toxic energy

Out of the darkness
And into the black
Now that I'm heartless
There's no going back

You've been exposed
Stripped of your clothes
You're not a man
You've got no skeleton
Your quarantine
Sour the scene
Don't blow too hard inside this house of cards

I feel so alien
My mind is pure poison
Don't stand too close to me
You will lose everything

Out of the darkness and into the black

You've been exposed, stripped of your clothes
You're not a man, you've got no skeleton
Your quarantine, sour the scene
Don't blow too hard inside this house of cards

Everybody wants a scapegoat
Sometimes you got to slash your own fuckin throat

You've been exposed
Stripped of your clothes
You're not a man
You've got no skeleton
Your quarantine
Sour the scene
Don't blow too hard inside this house of cards

I feel like kryptonite
I feel like kryptonite



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Magers, Joby Ford, Jorma Vik, Ken Home
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