Dead Bodies Everywhere

Come on, step inside
And you will realize
Tell me what you need
Tell me what to be
What's your vision you'll see?
What do you expect of me?
I can't live that lie

Hate a sick mom with a fucked dad
Dealing with your life dead bodies everywhere
You really want me to be a good son
Why you make me feel like no one?

Let me strip the plain
Let me not give in
Free me of your life
Inside my heart dies
Your dreams never achieved
Don't lay that shit on me
Let me live my life

Hate a sick mom with a fucked dad
Dealing with your life dead bodies everywhere
You
Really want me to be a good son
Why you make me feel like no one?

You want me to be something I can never ever be
You want me to be something I can never ever be

A sick mom with a fucked dad
Dealing with your life dead bodies everywhere
You really want me to be a good son
Why you make me feel like no one?

Dead bodies everywhere
Dead bodies everywhere
Dead bodies everywhere
Dead bodies everywhere
Dead bodies everywhere
Dead bodies everywhere
Dead bodies everywhere
Dead bodies everywhere



Credits
Writer(s): David Silveria, Brian Welch, Reginald Arvizu, James Shaffer, Jonathan Howsman Davis
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