Bile When The Dead Come Home Lyrics

When The Dead Come Home Lyrics

Interception, contortion, domineering, ignoring, Cancellation of frustration.
far cry from realization, between suffocation's mind. 

Dulling lies,
there is no alive, WHEN THE DEAD COME HOME everyone smiles, when they're dead.
Psychology of fear, the agony 

and ecstasy makes death stomp and cheer,
it's taunting me, it's taunting me. Argument, indecision, false pleasure is all
that your 

given, it's what you're living. There is no alive, WHEN THE
DEAD COME HOME everyone smiles, when they're dead. If your fucking 

with
the demons on the slimy side of town, you've got to keep low down and try not
to make a sound. If they catch you with a 

razor and you're trying to
slit your wrists, you'd better make sure it's worth it before you take on that
bitch. There is no alive, 

WHEN THE DEAD COME HOME everyone smiles, when
they're dead. There is no alive, WHEN THE DEAD COME HOME everyone 

smiles, when they're dead. When the dead come home.