The Drowning
High on fire and solid confidence
Truthful rantings but no one is listening
Check collateral, sweep the corners
The fear of words in a fucked up reality
Steal my freedom of speech, my liberty
Fail my rights to express myself
All this half-lied semperfi stone-faced bullshit
Infecting me to deplete my design
I'm drowning in the fear of gods
The more I see the less I want
I was not raised to shut my mouth but as long it holds me
I will fight it
And scold it
All My life
Merge and fold to avoid complexity
All we knows is a backfire parody
Know your place you see no malady
Shut your hole and accept the abuse
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn I don't care if we all go down
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn I don't care if we all go down
I'm drowning in the fear of gods
The more I see the less I want
I was not raised to shut my mouth but as long it holds me
I will fight it
And scold it
All My life
As I close my eyes I can see it now
In a sepia twilight sundown
To the sound of electric eyes
The obediant sons and the daughters all perfectly in line
All hail
Raised hands
In impeccable synchronicity
I'm drowning in the fear of gods
The more I see the less I want
I was not raised to shut my mouth but as long it holds me
I will fight it
And scold it
All My life
Truthful rantings but no one is listening
Check collateral, sweep the corners
The fear of words in a fucked up reality
Steal my freedom of speech, my liberty
Fail my rights to express myself
All this half-lied semperfi stone-faced bullshit
Infecting me to deplete my design
I'm drowning in the fear of gods
The more I see the less I want
I was not raised to shut my mouth but as long it holds me
I will fight it
And scold it
All My life
Merge and fold to avoid complexity
All we knows is a backfire parody
Know your place you see no malady
Shut your hole and accept the abuse
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn I don't care if we all go down
Let it burn
Let it burn
Let it burn I don't care if we all go down
I'm drowning in the fear of gods
The more I see the less I want
I was not raised to shut my mouth but as long it holds me
I will fight it
And scold it
All My life
As I close my eyes I can see it now
In a sepia twilight sundown
To the sound of electric eyes
The obediant sons and the daughters all perfectly in line
All hail
Raised hands
In impeccable synchronicity
I'm drowning in the fear of gods
The more I see the less I want
I was not raised to shut my mouth but as long it holds me
I will fight it
And scold it
All My life
Credits
Writer(s): Jonas Bjarler, Anders Bjorler, Peter Dolving, Patrik Niels Jensen, Per Moeller Jensen
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