A Colossal Wreck
Give it all back to the animals
No one is gonna deliver us
Give it all back to the animals
No one is gonna deliver us
Give it all back to the animals
No one is gonna deliver us
Give it back
Give it back
Give it back
All the wrong people are gone
All the wrong people are gone
Why would God be in a godless swamp?
All the wrong people are gone
Down here they eat, fuck, and ravage (ravage)
A new breed of white ancient savage (savage)
Wicked men with cross in hand
Praying for bodies to scavenge
A prison ship of bloat and rot
They can't just have, we must have not
Dark red speck, colossal wreck
The arc crashes into the rocks
The fragile are broken and smothered (smothered)
Children are torn from their mothers (mothers)
The dumb and cruel establish rule
Life is how sinners are punished
Don't let them out, let me in
They're burning a witch, burning a witch
Came for the kill, never left
Son of a bitch
Son of a bitch
Son of a bitch
I'm calling it quits
I should have been baptized
Death's perfect shine is in my eyes
Now I'm just killing time
Until time decides I've had enough
We must have not
I should have been baptized
Death's perfect shine is in my eyes
Now I'm just killing time
Until time decides I've had enough
No one is gonna deliver us
Give it all back to the animals
No one is gonna deliver us
Give it all back to the animals
No one is gonna deliver us
Give it back
Give it back
Give it back
All the wrong people are gone
All the wrong people are gone
Why would God be in a godless swamp?
All the wrong people are gone
Down here they eat, fuck, and ravage (ravage)
A new breed of white ancient savage (savage)
Wicked men with cross in hand
Praying for bodies to scavenge
A prison ship of bloat and rot
They can't just have, we must have not
Dark red speck, colossal wreck
The arc crashes into the rocks
The fragile are broken and smothered (smothered)
Children are torn from their mothers (mothers)
The dumb and cruel establish rule
Life is how sinners are punished
Don't let them out, let me in
They're burning a witch, burning a witch
Came for the kill, never left
Son of a bitch
Son of a bitch
Son of a bitch
I'm calling it quits
I should have been baptized
Death's perfect shine is in my eyes
Now I'm just killing time
Until time decides I've had enough
We must have not
I should have been baptized
Death's perfect shine is in my eyes
Now I'm just killing time
Until time decides I've had enough
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Michael Buckley, Jordan Taylor Buckley, Andrew John Williams, Stephen Micciche, Clayton West Holyoak
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