MORE?
Now
You got them begging on their knees
Artless
And you just take more than you need
But you don't want this
You don't even know my name
Expectation is the only right that you claim
It's time to give 'em what their waiting for
A million angels pounding at my door
They ask me what this money's really for
You feel the itch 'cause you want more
They're swarming
And feeding
On this pain I'm receiving
I can give you all you wish
But who suffers more for this?
I swear, this life is bliss
But who suffers more for this?
Now
The only moment that you need
Painless
Worship the wound, watch it bleed
But I don't want this
I don't even know your name
You want more but it's all the same
They got you begging on your knees
Drugs and money, the only god you need
Just keep on working 'til your back is sore
Feel the itch, do you want?
They're swarming
And feeding
This tired flesh is seething
It's just how I remembered
All colors and splendor
But nothing
It changes
It shifts and rearranges
You've heard it all before
But I know you want more
I hope it fucking kills you
I hope it fucking kills you
Can you see?
It's the same
I know you want more
And I'm here
I'm to blame
But I hope it fucking kills you
You got them begging on their knees
Artless
And you just take more than you need
But you don't want this
You don't even know my name
Expectation is the only right that you claim
It's time to give 'em what their waiting for
A million angels pounding at my door
They ask me what this money's really for
You feel the itch 'cause you want more
They're swarming
And feeding
On this pain I'm receiving
I can give you all you wish
But who suffers more for this?
I swear, this life is bliss
But who suffers more for this?
Now
The only moment that you need
Painless
Worship the wound, watch it bleed
But I don't want this
I don't even know your name
You want more but it's all the same
They got you begging on your knees
Drugs and money, the only god you need
Just keep on working 'til your back is sore
Feel the itch, do you want?
They're swarming
And feeding
This tired flesh is seething
It's just how I remembered
All colors and splendor
But nothing
It changes
It shifts and rearranges
You've heard it all before
But I know you want more
I hope it fucking kills you
I hope it fucking kills you
Can you see?
It's the same
I know you want more
And I'm here
I'm to blame
But I hope it fucking kills you
Credits
Writer(s): Brody Jordan Uttley, Adam Kenneth Biggs
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