But A Fleeting Illness Lyrics

But A Fleeting Illness lyrics

Here we are, back to play the same old games as if things never changed.

The blood still tastes the same. Ash to ash, back to back and dust to dust.

You look so upper-crust. So rich with broken trust.

Can you hear your conscience's crying wash the fields of dead and dying
ex-acquaintances?

Jogging over skulls and leg bones. Drown the crunch out with your
headphones.

If you're so rich then pay for what you've done.

Under the influence. Keep me off the road when you're around me. My love you
make me sick.

There you are, a tool of their familiar game. Your lies still smell the
same.

Your kind are still to blame. Upper class. This machine you built to last.

You'd better spend it fast. I am about to break the spell you cast.

I'll bury you next to your ego and mark the grave to burn when we go up in
flames again.

Now I'm not afraid to kill this. You are but a fleeting illness. The emptier,
the easier to break. 

Let the clock spin sweetly on its way and your face will blur and fade
away.

Wash your hands, they reek of what you've done. Just a fraud. Just having
fun.

Now dance for me, you fucking puppet