Where's the Chorus... This Won't Sell
Come in, step under my family's crest
It seems you've come far to be here now
To interject and redefine our path
For whatever agenda
At least with the rule of a tyrant
There is understanding of what it is to be from here
Though, don't confuse, some morality seems not a choice
Are you a victim now?
You want the land that is under my feet as a throne
But I will not satiate
You want my god to embody the flaws of your own
But I do not know your god
It seems you've come far to be here now
To interject and redefine our path
For whatever agenda
At least with the rule of a tyrant
There is understanding of what it is to be from here
Though, don't confuse, some morality seems not a choice
Are you a victim now?
You want the land that is under my feet as a throne
But I will not satiate
You want my god to embody the flaws of your own
But I do not know your god
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Writer(s): Dagna Barrera, Derek Hernandez, Josh Thomas, Timothy Karman
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