Nuclear Skin
All the hate of what's new
Vomit on a canvas
Policed emotions, failures
A state of empty solace (pay off)
Look at the shape of what we threw (shades of)
A tempered base of what we knew (feel me)
And everyday we fail to see (feeling)
A chasm of morality
Away, away
I'm caught in this wave again
With nuclear skin
Today, a waste
This landscape of melting grins
My eyes burn from seeing more
All the shame upon you
Existence became half-assed
Indeed, these motion pictures
The future for us has passed (shades of)
This look of shade behind a veil (made of)
A shadow of what could entail (stealing)
A world we say is not ours to give (leaving)
A lesser time for us to live
Away, away
I'm caught in this wave again
With nuclear fins
Today, a waste
This landscape of melting grins
My eyes burn from seeing more
Our time has come, look high
As we reign down the red, dead, red
Skies bleed overhead, red, dead
As we bury our dead
As it reigns down
Away, away
I'm caught in this wave again
With nuclear limbs
Today, a waste
This landscape of melting grins
My eyes burn from seeing more
Red, now dead
Can we lay this to bed my friend?
No
Vomit on a canvas
Policed emotions, failures
A state of empty solace (pay off)
Look at the shape of what we threw (shades of)
A tempered base of what we knew (feel me)
And everyday we fail to see (feeling)
A chasm of morality
Away, away
I'm caught in this wave again
With nuclear skin
Today, a waste
This landscape of melting grins
My eyes burn from seeing more
All the shame upon you
Existence became half-assed
Indeed, these motion pictures
The future for us has passed (shades of)
This look of shade behind a veil (made of)
A shadow of what could entail (stealing)
A world we say is not ours to give (leaving)
A lesser time for us to live
Away, away
I'm caught in this wave again
With nuclear fins
Today, a waste
This landscape of melting grins
My eyes burn from seeing more
Our time has come, look high
As we reign down the red, dead, red
Skies bleed overhead, red, dead
As we bury our dead
As it reigns down
Away, away
I'm caught in this wave again
With nuclear limbs
Today, a waste
This landscape of melting grins
My eyes burn from seeing more
Red, now dead
Can we lay this to bed my friend?
No
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Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Doug Morgan
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