Unfavoured
I am the unfavoured son, You left me nowhere to run.
There's no peace to become, They're killing us from the start.
I've seen it once and I'll see it again, A face when I close my eyes,
A figure in disguise.
Answer questions in my mind, cause it's always asking.
From leaders to traitors, From believers to fools.
Do what they say, they know what's best,
You will be just like the rest.
Fuck
Bear this weight with your life, A burden to behold
It's creeping up, it's seeping in.
It's tearing me apart.
Pretenders love, love to win, They're killing from the start.
I've seen it once and I'll see it again, A face when I close my eyes,
Tighten the chains, Point the finger shift the blame.
In a world unconscious we decay, We're the unfavoured sons.
Point the finger shift the blame.
Eye for an eye leaves us blind,
We're the unfavoured sons.
Casting doubt over in my mind,
We're the unfavoured sons.
It's creeping up, its's seeping in. It's tearing me apart.
Pretenders love, love to win, They're killing from the start.
Creeping up, Seeping in,
How many times will we give our trust, To figures in disguise.
Is it more of the same, The sirens are beckoning,
A fading pulse is to blame,
Just bury me, bury me.
Just bury me, bury me.
Just bury me, bury me.
There's no peace to become, They're killing us from the start.
I've seen it once and I'll see it again, A face when I close my eyes,
A figure in disguise.
Answer questions in my mind, cause it's always asking.
From leaders to traitors, From believers to fools.
Do what they say, they know what's best,
You will be just like the rest.
Fuck
Bear this weight with your life, A burden to behold
It's creeping up, it's seeping in.
It's tearing me apart.
Pretenders love, love to win, They're killing from the start.
I've seen it once and I'll see it again, A face when I close my eyes,
Tighten the chains, Point the finger shift the blame.
In a world unconscious we decay, We're the unfavoured sons.
Point the finger shift the blame.
Eye for an eye leaves us blind,
We're the unfavoured sons.
Casting doubt over in my mind,
We're the unfavoured sons.
It's creeping up, its's seeping in. It's tearing me apart.
Pretenders love, love to win, They're killing from the start.
Creeping up, Seeping in,
How many times will we give our trust, To figures in disguise.
Is it more of the same, The sirens are beckoning,
A fading pulse is to blame,
Just bury me, bury me.
Just bury me, bury me.
Just bury me, bury me.
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Joshua Nathan Badcock
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