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Crook - Death To Them All lyrics

Artist: Crook

album: Atheos


Dead bodies Fall like Autumn leaves
Death to them all leave a stench in the breeze
I can only ask
Why are they staring at me
Why the fuck everyone glare at the team
Why they pretend that they care about me
When they cant even see all the pain underneath
Lately I been falling to my hands and on my knees
I aint praying to no god bitch please
I would take a bullet lose it all for the dream
Fuck you think you doin prove it all for the green
Tough you are so clueless doin it all for some fiends
You a bitch and you will never be free
You a bum bugs falling out your jeans
Not my sons you will never be me
Dead bodies Fall like Autumn leaves
Death to them all leave a stench in the breeze
Rest of them small Deathn aiming the beam
Death to them all like autumn leaf
They wont ever find their own escape
Pray your god doesn't see what you've made
Hate they way they take what we create
An attune their own vision to mistaken fame
So bitch its fuck you forever today
My wish is you never within my range
Malicious visions filling my brain
For now just listen ill go away
Don't get it twisted ill show you my pain
Hopeful intentions get thrown out of frame
Candlelight vigils showing up everyday
I got no pants I'm unofficial bitch remember the
Name
Deathn sacramental while we killing the lames
Crooky temperamental make the temperature change
347 mental why we changing the game
Money incremental but it help with the pain
Dead bodies Fall like Autumn leaves
Death to them all leave a stench in the breeze
Rest of them small Deathn aiming the beam
Death to them all like autumn leaf

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