It's our monolithic identity that keeps us from salvation
Unchanging through time, unearthing the dark
Our desires are greater than us, one of these days
One of these days we'll all die
The dreamer, believer
Throat ripped from his corpse
Maybe Charon's obol will settle the score
Sick of telling stories
Fatigued from spouting naysay
In the words of an allegory
Every dog has his day
It's our monolithic identity that keeps us from salvation
Unchanging through time, unearthing the dark
Our desires are greater than us, one of these days
One of these days we'll all die
Scream into my empty heart, tell me what you hear
Tell me if you hear any echos of fear
Fear doesn't exist when I can't scream, no choice
I can't scream without a voice
Vocal minority taken from the holds
Make being worthless your utmost priority
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It's our monolithic identity that keeps us from salvation
Unchanging through time, unearthing the dark
Our desires are greater than us, one of these days
One of these days we'll all die
The dreamer, believer
Throat ripped from his corpse
Maybe Charon's obol will settle the score
Sick of telling stories
Fatigued from spouting naysay
In the words of an allegory
Every dog has his day
It's our monolithic identity that keeps us from salvation
Unchanging through time, unearthing the dark
Our desires are greater than us, one of these days
One of these days we'll all die
Scream into my empty heart, tell me what you hear
Tell me if you hear any echos of fear
Fear doesn't exist when I can't scream, no choice
I can't scream without a voice
Vocal minority taken from the holds
Make being worthless your utmost priority
Unchanging through time, unearthing the dark
Our desires are greater than us, one of these days
One of these days we'll all die
The dreamer, believer
Throat ripped from his corpse
Maybe Charon's obol will settle the score
Sick of telling stories
Fatigued from spouting naysay
In the words of an allegory
Every dog has his day
It's our monolithic identity that keeps us from salvation
Unchanging through time, unearthing the dark
Our desires are greater than us, one of these days
One of these days we'll all die
Scream into my empty heart, tell me what you hear
Tell me if you hear any echos of fear
Fear doesn't exist when I can't scream, no choice
I can't scream without a voice
Vocal minority taken from the holds
Make being worthless your utmost priority
Writer: Luke Neal
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid