I am the fire, the forest my art
Watch me burn it all down.
And I am the flood, you are whats left
Rotten and drowned.
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I built the alarms out of frayed bits of wire
But the storm ripped right through
What am I to do
With this mess?
This wreckage
I have made?
I say that I care for the cause
But I don't
I say that I'm true to my word
But I'm nothing but words
I'm nothing but words
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So don't praise
This mess of a man.
I fake my way through every song,
Every plan
The notes are all lifted,
The melody lost
The parts are all scripted,
And you pay the cost.
Shine like silver,
Bend like gold.
But ruined aluminum is all I have sold.
I say that I care for the cause
But I don't
I say that I'm true to my word
But I'm nothing but words,
Yeah, I'm nothing but words.
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If you buy the right robes, you can call yourself priest,
But it won't change the liar who's hiding beneath.
Paint the walls all day long,
And maybe you'll hide
The decaying foundation collapsing inside
{Instrumental}
If you buy the right robes, you can call yourself priest,
But it won't change the liar who's hiding beneath.
Paint the walls all day long,
And maybe you'll hide
The decaying foundation collapsing inside