The Santo Casúr - Judge

Wasting Time In The Bloodhouse

Taking the same
Anyway you say
I'll wait up
The pulpit is our own way
Annexed all they see
From the same old blood across the floor
That's just one way to go
Falling slow
Holding fast
I can't turn back and be following the show
I can't turn back and I'm always hooked
Got my hands tied
And I'm following the book
I can't turn back, the jury might not resolve

Rest assured
The face erased the rules
Only truth
And thoughts
And dreams
The face erased the rules
Only truth
And thoughts
And dreams

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Writer(s): Sanche Ramirez
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