Scavengers of the Damned

"Well I'm dead!
Tell the world" she said
And the funeral came alive
I collect
Every flower sent
From hell down to the fire

Fall down sick, I'm not insane
(I'm feeling oh so full of shame)
Death has come to set us free
(Come set me free)

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
Scavengers of the damned

We kill
We're the demons still, in an empty, patterned sky
Well good bye
To all the lives I stole
And the funeral came alive

Fall down sick, I'm not insane
(I'm feeling oh so full of shame)
Death has come to set us free
(Come set me free)

oh, it's up to me
to make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
scavengers of the damned

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
Scavengers of the damned

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
Scavengers of the damned

(Hey, hey)
If you want love
(Hey, hey)
If you crave death
(Hey, hey)
Define us
Out of the darkness

(Hey, hey)
If you want love
(Hey, hey)
If you crave death
(Hey, hey)
Well, define us
Out of the darkness

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
The scavengers of the damned

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
The scavengers of the damned

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
The scavengers of the damned

Oh, it's up to me
To make you fucking bleed
We are the scavengers
The scavengers of the damned
Damned



Credits
Writer(s): William Roy Francis, Nicholas Alexander Wiggins, Jacob Samuel Davison, Angel Dejesus Ibarra, Angel De Jesus Ibarra
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