Letra Liarsenic: Creating A Universe Of Discourse - Norma Jean
Run, run farmer screaming bloody murder
Run, run farmer screaming bloody murder
the daughters of question have been murdered murdered murdered.
Deception is charming
I don't think so
[Repeat: x100]
I don't think so
these things harmonize and overthrow.
These things will cure but they will tear down
And we are not the ones who carry on
And we are not the ones who wear the shroud, tear down.
Liar, condescender, words born as bastards.
Liar, condescender, words born as bastards.
Our swords will rest and a course in miracles all hail
And killers will rise. Where have we gone wrong?
Understand laced the web. I don't think so