Planetary Chaos

Everyone is sick in one way or another
You don't wanna be the one to kill your own brother
Everyone is scared everyone is lost
Planetary chaos

We're all locked in comfortable prison cells
Distract the masses entertain the few
I've got friends that don't really exist
So answer me this, Who the fuck are you?
Broken fingernails from crawling out of hell
She's got bruises from falling outta heaven
I think I've got maybe one or two scars
She's got seven
Devil on my shoulder
Monkey on my back
Serious as a
Fucking heart attack!

Everyone is sick in one way or another
You don't wanna be the one to kill your own brother
Everyone is scared everyone is lost
Planetary chaos

What did you say?
What do you want?
Go away
Fuck off
Who the hell are you to tell me what
I can and can not do?
I do what I want
I do what I like
I only pray to A chemical Christ

Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ
Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ
Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ
Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ
Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ
Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ
Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ
Planetary chaos and a Chemical Christ

Everyone is sick in one way or another
You don't wanna be the one to kill your own brother
Everyone is scared everyone is lost
Planetary chaos



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Writer(s): Michael Alex
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