Trybe Stillborn
Dead, decimated dreams
Severed right in two
From the heart a vague understanding of
Dead, remnants of disease
Infecting all of you
From the heart a vague understanding of
Dead useless stries to tell
I saw the world and then it left me
Bought and sold from infancy
Death, always digging free, always pushing through
A vague understanding of
Death, always digging free, always pushing through
A vague understanding they said...
They said...
Bought and sold
Another pound of flesh and soul
It's gunna break you as a whole
And desecrate you here alone
Looking back it's bought and sold
Another pound of flesh and soul
It's gunna break you as a whole
And desecrate you here alone...
I saw the world and then it left me
Bought and sold from infancy
Death, always digging free, always pushing through
A vague understanding of
Death, always digging free, always pushing through
A vague understanding they said...
They said...