Mychildren Mybride

Were approaching the gloating
Of another dealers winning hand
The inspiring delusions
Living up to the dreams of modern man
And I swear we put our lives into everything, giving all we have
But were lacking the reaping,
slaughtering the weakest of societys hard working calves
Trying to bring us down again
But were still having the times of our lives
What weve lost well gain back again
The machine is tearing out our insides
(repeat)
Were picking up all the pieces, all lifes thesis, that you?ve cast aside
Insuring our victory from mighty deaths harvesting clock of time
You?re breathing down the neck of all our selfish insecurities
Birthing the fate of the hate that?s been breeding all our perfect impurities
Were climbing, still climbing this mountain that youve set before us
Well do whatever it takes not to make the mistakes,
but still this pressure?s killing us
Were picking up all the pieces, all lifes thesis, that you?ve cast aside
Insuring our victory from mighty deaths harvesting clock of time
Only time will tell if this hard life meant anything
Well do whatever it takes not to make the mistakes,
but still this pressures killing us
If all we have still isn?t good enough, then what?s left to give?
Breaking apart the nothing that?s become our only incentive
So mark our words and build our graves
Youre the excuse for all of our mistakes
The very reason that we turned out this way
All the failure and all the heartache
Asking, pulling, taking all that?s left in our lives
The machine is tearing out our insides
So mark our words, and build our graves
Youre the excuse for all of our mistakes
The very reason that we turned out this way
All the failure and all the heartache
So mark our words, and build our graves
Youre the excuse for all of our mistakes
(Thanks to Nick for these lyrics)
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