Clean Slate
Bits and pieces now behind me
Battle worn and bathed in enemies
This place where time stands still
The blood of innocence will spill
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name through the head of state
Don't open your eyes to all of the signs
All of the lies these are the times I hope you realize
They divide and rule as wicked and cruel
To seize them you mass of fools you mass of fools
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name through the head of state
Oh how good this feels
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
Oh how much is real
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
You're gonna face me for what you've done
I've turned the page to a clean slate
And wrote the names I can't erase
They've left their stain
They've left a stain
You've come up short again and again
Those mass of fools
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name in head of state
Oh how good this feels
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
Oh how much is real
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
You're gonna face me for what you've done
These very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
These very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
These very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
Hey these very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
Hey these chains these chains these chains
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name in head of state
Oh how good this feels
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
Oh how much is real
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
You'll have to face me for what you've done
Battle worn and bathed in enemies
This place where time stands still
The blood of innocence will spill
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name through the head of state
Don't open your eyes to all of the signs
All of the lies these are the times I hope you realize
They divide and rule as wicked and cruel
To seize them you mass of fools you mass of fools
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name through the head of state
Oh how good this feels
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
Oh how much is real
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
You're gonna face me for what you've done
I've turned the page to a clean slate
And wrote the names I can't erase
They've left their stain
They've left a stain
You've come up short again and again
Those mass of fools
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name in head of state
Oh how good this feels
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
Oh how much is real
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
You're gonna face me for what you've done
These very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
These very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
These very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
Hey these very chains that bind me
Bite through the skin and keep me
On my hands and knees under lock and key
With a rage inside to grow and feed
Hey these chains these chains these chains
This loss of self in a self made hell
Has overwhelmed the bewitching spell
I've turned to face deaths cold embrace
And carved my name in head of state
Oh how good this feels
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
Oh how much is real
When you are higher then the clouds
What goes up comes down
You'll have to face me for what you've done
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Writer(s): Zachary Watson
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