F.Y.S

by Cauldron

From the album: Last Words: Screamed From Behind God's Muzzle

Duration: 03:46

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Lyrics for F.Y.S

The fire that burns me I only wish that it would burn them too Hope it takes up root inside their chests Hope it goes Ed Kemper on their necks Because I hate how they are Walking around like sick marionettes Dictated by strings held by self-absorption I used to relate to blind complacency I can’t feel the same anymore I used to feel like we could right wrongs not write wrongs Now I now that we will always be condemned You and me, condеmned I can’t feel the same anymorе I can’t feel the same anymore I used to feel we could right wrongs not write wrongs I can’t feel the same anymore With the roots in their chests And the fire inside I hope it kills them slow I hope it burns them alive Retrace words back down their throat This hatred comes from within Remove their smiles with scold’s The Zero World will always win I used to feel like we could right wrongs not write wrongs Now I now that we will always be condemned I can’t feel the same anymore I can’t feel the same You and me, we will always be condemned Fuck your serenity, R.T.O

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