Cingulomania

You know it takes just a candle
To light up the earth
Gasoline and some matches
In times of a dearth

You know It takes just a man
To thin out the herd
Only three reasons
The first, the second and third

I hope your delusions
Help you to sleep cuz it shure ain't me
Ticking bomb nuclear fusion
God forgive me, iam hating you
I hope your excuses
Help you to sleep cuz it shure ain't me
My heart, full of bruises
God forgive me, iam hating you

Cuz you can't silence this voice
I laugh in your face
You never gave me a choice
I put you back in your place

No matter how many times
A snake sheds its skin
It's the same fucking spices
Still it's putrid whitin

I hope your delusions
Help you to sleep cuz it shure ain't me
Ticking bomb nuclear fusion
God forgive me, iam hating you
I hope your excuses
Help you to sleep cuz it shure ain't me
My heart, full of bruises
God forgive me, iam hating you

Oh I've tried, god I've tried
But it's pointless
Tried to fight, tried to smile
But it's useless



Credits
Writer(s): Bond Gustav, Axelsson Jonas Kajs Nils, Dahlin Pontus, Andersson Robin Gustav Gillis
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