Society (feat. $tichThe$loth)
So I sit up on the thrown of hate
Collapsing from my greed
Some how I still hold on to my faith
Though battle never lead
Visions popping in my head
The crown still weary above my bed
Did I loose myself again
The bloody dagger leads my friends
Once a noble man turned into coward
Powerless as it devours
Flowers on your grave
Your filthy lies you are a slave of your past
You cant relax
The time is ticking make it fast
Cover up the truth and hide your face
Your muddy boots you can't erase
This your time to make it right
You'll feel it coming will suffice
Feel it suffocating not debating
Feel it in your lies
This the truth you can't erase
Your time is gone you left a trace
A noble hero or a murderer
your life is a disgrace
Rising from the depths of our own flaws
The worlds collapse is our own fault
We'll sink beneath the earth to hell
If there's no heaven who can tell
Imprisonment held down by wealth
If powers worth more than ourselves
Then what's the point we're all insane
Stained through our clothes it now remains
I, you, me, we, are
One fake society
I, you, me, we, are
One fake society
Collapsing from my greed
Some how I still hold on to my faith
Though battle never lead
Visions popping in my head
The crown still weary above my bed
Did I loose myself again
The bloody dagger leads my friends
Once a noble man turned into coward
Powerless as it devours
Flowers on your grave
Your filthy lies you are a slave of your past
You cant relax
The time is ticking make it fast
Cover up the truth and hide your face
Your muddy boots you can't erase
This your time to make it right
You'll feel it coming will suffice
Feel it suffocating not debating
Feel it in your lies
This the truth you can't erase
Your time is gone you left a trace
A noble hero or a murderer
your life is a disgrace
Rising from the depths of our own flaws
The worlds collapse is our own fault
We'll sink beneath the earth to hell
If there's no heaven who can tell
Imprisonment held down by wealth
If powers worth more than ourselves
Then what's the point we're all insane
Stained through our clothes it now remains
I, you, me, we, are
One fake society
I, you, me, we, are
One fake society
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Writer(s): Norman Matta
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