Ready Dead

Hate swallows me
All that I see
I walk the streets
But you didn't know that I was there
Doesn't matter if you did

The ready dead
Afflicted with disease
Planted deep inside your head
The ready dead

Maybe I'm wrong
You don't like this song
You shed your skin
Now you fit in

The ready dead
Afflicted with disease
Planted deep inside your head
The ready dead



Credits
Writer(s): Rick Jacobus
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