Yet Rule They Do (Live)

Keep it comfy
No pain
No tomorrow today
It's like my radio says
Go to sleep for awhile

Very good crying books
Pack it all in
Is it right
Nah saintly
There's no hell
Written for you
Dance for a crowd
Here you are
Like the show
Demons cut
Bullets bouncing
What
Just the word

Blank socket
Song no more
Anger managed
Neverlasting tranquility
Cause love is nothing

On a Sunday
Try to speak
No one hears it
Feeling too lost
Good day
But words aren't matching
Cancel the silence
Aren't everlasting
Every false thing
You aren't a person
With bleeding

Yet rule they do

In a funhouse scream
Just a basket
No sleeping
A silver casket
Torture comes
Case of insanity

Yet rule
They do
Just angry bears
In three or fours
Yet rule they do



Credits
Writer(s): Jamey Blaze
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