Texty

False hope Spreads like a disease The curtain is drawn And there's no shepherd for the sheep Time waits for no man It's expiring The pendulum swings back and forth But no one loses sleep Disarray Control is an illusion The walls are gonna cave Disarray Mask the delusion Until there's nothing left to save Pinned between The gears of the machine Bliss is ignorance Nowhere else to be And while they gaze up At the smoky screen The perfect time Line it up Soak it all in gasoline Disarray Control is an illusion The walls are gonna cave Disarray Mask the delusion Until there's nothing left to save 'Til there's nothing left to save The walls are gonna cave There's nothing left to save The walls are gonna cave There's nothing left to save The walls are gonna cave The walls are gonna cave Disarray Control is an illusion The walls are gonna cave Disarray Control is an illusion The walls are gonna cave Disarray Mask the delusion Until there's nothing left to save
Writer(s): Chadwick Johnson, Samuel Alexander Iv Blackwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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