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Lacerations

from Mom's Not Home by Primitive Ways

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Lacerations

"I am the sorrow you, seek to avoid
the knot that grows in the back of your throat
I am the fear, of failure
the detriment of your disease

You think you're safe with your medication
Your peers are watching, humiliation
You're growing tired, desperation
You're in my sights, sweet laceration.

I can't see why
the sight of blood shuts your eye
You've sealed your fate
slice you open, you fucking disgrace

You try to fight me, but, you can't escape
A feeding frenzy and nothing but red
You cannot hide, i see you
Can't hide from a destined fate

I've never tried to fight temptation
the fog of fate clouded my vision
My motives all keep my impatient
I've got a craving that needs satiation

I can't see why
My lacerations won't subside"

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from Mom's Not Home, released July 24, 2014
David Harding - Vocals
Eric Hernandez - Guitar
Marvin Parra - Bass
Alex Pizano - Drums

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