Anhedonia
What lies inside the memories?
Somewhere beneath the medicines that plagiarized my sleep
They try, they try to keep me numb
But I'll break the silence now because there's blood on my lips from biting my tongue
Paradise was lost in the chaos
As the heavens turned to black
Vapors of the valley amassed
To coronate the thieves who lit the match
As charlatans forge miracles
The people place their faith in false idols
Lost inside a fever dream
Set fire to the forgery, I'm blotting out the fiction
The past is soaked in kerosene
Let it burn, I'm blotting out the fiction
Slower than death, we're dying slower than death
Servant to an empire
Courier of the damned
Worship your greed, spread your disease
Filling your coffers with duplicity
I see the flesh as it hides in your teeth
It's the skin that you took when your lips brushed the cheek
Of the savior you follow ostensibly, preach
To the sheep who will follow you into antipathy
Lost inside a fever dream
A carousel of wilting roses sing
"You now depart from me
And find an empty field to hang your head"
Lost inside a fever dream
Set fire to the forgery, I'm blotting out the fiction
The past is soaked in kerosene
Let it burn, I'm blotting out the fiction
Somewhere beneath the medicines that plagiarized my sleep
They try, they try to keep me numb
But I'll break the silence now because there's blood on my lips from biting my tongue
Paradise was lost in the chaos
As the heavens turned to black
Vapors of the valley amassed
To coronate the thieves who lit the match
As charlatans forge miracles
The people place their faith in false idols
Lost inside a fever dream
Set fire to the forgery, I'm blotting out the fiction
The past is soaked in kerosene
Let it burn, I'm blotting out the fiction
Slower than death, we're dying slower than death
Servant to an empire
Courier of the damned
Worship your greed, spread your disease
Filling your coffers with duplicity
I see the flesh as it hides in your teeth
It's the skin that you took when your lips brushed the cheek
Of the savior you follow ostensibly, preach
To the sheep who will follow you into antipathy
Lost inside a fever dream
A carousel of wilting roses sing
"You now depart from me
And find an empty field to hang your head"
Lost inside a fever dream
Set fire to the forgery, I'm blotting out the fiction
The past is soaked in kerosene
Let it burn, I'm blotting out the fiction
Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Daniel Abraham Braunstein, Mitchell Stark, Thomas Freckleton, Alex Camarena
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