Insect Politics

A hollow type of gold
A golden type of god
Melt me down and stamp me up I'm
Ready to be sold

Insects, they're crawling on my skin

Drag me through the grid
Break the rules
What was I expecting if
I melted anyway

All I am is skin
I'm sure to give in

Save yourself and save us all
Don't fall in that special role
They worship you so be your own
They're eating at your skin



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Micheal Tangrea, Donovan Gabriel Fey, Nathan Au
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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