Surrogates

Overtime you lost the line
The growing box of self decline
Your silent anger so loud behind
The keys to it all, a minus sign

Say what you will, what you will
Anything for a kill, for a kill
(Run 'em down 'til you wear the crown)
Say what you will, what you will
Anything for the thrill of a kill
Beat 'em down 'til they're underground

You bring the gun
Bleed with a knife
The darkest sky is your paradise
Faceless fame on a heap you reign
You leave the hate
But you still play the saint
Saint!

Righteous so, how you cleave
Quick, proxy poison to the feed
Just a fake bеast ready set for the siеge
Burn with the blue 'til you face me

Say what you will, what you will
Anything for a kill, for a kill
Run 'em down 'til you wear the crown
Say what you will, what you will
Anything for the thrill of a kill

You bring the gun
And bleed with a knife
The darkest sky is your paradise
Faceless fame on a heap you reign
You leave the hate
But you still play the saint

No human alliance, violence never silence
No human alliance, violence never silence
No human alliance, violence never silence
No human alliance, violence never silence
Cross my heart and hope I die
Stab a needle in my eye
Cross my heart and hope I die
Stab a needle in my eye

(Say what you will, what you will)
(Anything for a kill, for a kill)
(Run 'em down 'til you wear the crown)
(Say what you will, what you will)
(Anything for the thrill of a kill)

You bring the gun
And bleed with a knife
The darkest sky is your paradise
Faceless fame on a heap you reign
You leave the hate
But you still play the saint
Saint!



Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Robert Rickard, Anthony John Armstrong
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