Текст песни Butcher Babies - The Deathsurround

Текст:

Squeeze and hold with my hands gripped tight around your neck You breathe to me but, I’m born and bled to feed this hit Two left dead and I’m King This monster preys on the weak Trying to live but, to win in to die here alone The deathsurround Proving your place in the filth to be cast from your thrown The deathsurround I am the air that you breathe the idol you see Trying to live but to win is to die here alone. In this skin I’ve been playing the roll of the shape shifter These walls cave in Having to sleep with both eyes open Forced my self extraction This monsters coming undone Trying to live but, to win in to die here alone The deathsurround Proving your place in the filth to be cast from your thrown The deathsurround I am the air that you breathe the idol you see Trying to live but to win is to die here alone. Oh God, where did this monster come from God! Did you think it would break me Don’t come any closer I’ll have my closure I’ll decide when you go The deathsurround The deathsurround The deathsurround Unchain the monster Unchain the monster Unchain the monster Unchain Trying to live but, to win in to die here alone The deathsurround Proving your place in the filth to be cast from your thrown The deathsurround I am the air that you breathe the idol you see Trying to live but to win is to die here alone.

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