Lyrics
Ain't that just typhical
It's all been said and done, go be someone who's great
See the world surrounds us
You fight to clear away your day
It's almost biblical
The way we sell our soul to get something that fails
Gun machines surrounds us
It's just the way we love it
Go face your critical
I just keep coughing blood, my eyes can't see no more
See the world surrounds us
You're looking through my open sore
It's almost biblical
The way we scream for help and try to wake the dead
The machine surrounds us
It's just the way we love it
Writer(s): Fredrik Berglund, Mattius Jacobsson
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