Euphoritarian

750 commander
She's in urgent care and
She's bleeding bleeding at your expense
You walk out on the bright side
You hate yourself but you remember 'member those nights alone

It's in your hands
It's in your hands
It's in your hands
It's in your hands
You take me far
You take me far
You take me far
You take me far away
You take me far a

I'm stuck here in virtual wasteland
I'm all yours darling dear
When it's over we'll chop off our hands to pray
What's it like to die on the outside
I just want to know when it's over

Oh ho ho
Are you ready
It's the show
Oh it's the show it's the fucking show again
Fuck you
Yeah
Waa waa
Like this
Yeah

750 commander
She's in urgent care and it's over
We're a family
We are who we are
Commander it's over
Dr. Jesse we're a family
That's what we are that's who we've always been
Really are you back again for the show
This one was a little darker than the last one
A little bit more manic perhaps
A bit more prolific in nature
User aggression is advised said one Corey Taylor once said
I don't know if I can use this in the recording
It's just a demo it doesn't matter
It doesn't matter
It's not like any this is going to be public to anyone
It's just going to stay in my basement as I rot away into obscurity
With no money



Credits
Writer(s): Cade Crider
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