A greedier man than I takes the stand
In black, with his catharsis in hand
Selling his nature, selling his brand
An owner of men, and an owner of land
Compartmentalized, in jars of sand
Forgive Me, Forgive Me, I can't remember
Banality Rising
Self Advertising
Need I remind you
We don't care
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Won't unmask their stubborn eyes trying to make them see (And I don't care)
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Dear Youth, won't you sing
Dear Youth, won't you sing
They don't care
Plucking the strings of a morality song
We knew damn well between right and wrong
Sung for a pittance all along
So eager to smile, fit in, belong
So f*cking weak, designed to be strong
It's over, It's over, in this cold November
Living, for Dying
Let out the Lions
Lest we remember
We don't care
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Won't unmask their stubborn eyes trying to make them see (And I don't care)
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Dear Youth, won't you sing
Dear Youth, won't you sing
They don't care
The Dead Minutes - Finger Bends (Demo) Lyrics
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A greedier man than I takes the stand
In black, with his catharsis in hand
Selling his nature, selling his brand
An owner of men, and an owner of land
Compartmentalized, in jars of sand
Forgive Me, Forgive Me, I can't remember
Banality Rising
Self Advertising
Need I remind you
We don't care
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Won't unmask their stubborn eyes trying to make them see (And I don't care)
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Dear Youth, won't you sing
Dear Youth, won't you sing
They don't care
Plucking the strings of a morality song
We knew damn well between right and wrong
Sung for a pittance all along
So eager to smile, fit in, belong
So f*cking weak, designed to be strong
It's over, It's over, in this cold November
Living, for Dying
Let out the Lions
Lest we remember
We don't care
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Won't unmask their stubborn eyes trying to make them see (And I don't care)
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Dear Youth, won't you sing
Dear Youth, won't you sing
They don't care
In black, with his catharsis in hand
Selling his nature, selling his brand
An owner of men, and an owner of land
Compartmentalized, in jars of sand
Forgive Me, Forgive Me, I can't remember
Banality Rising
Self Advertising
Need I remind you
We don't care
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Won't unmask their stubborn eyes trying to make them see (And I don't care)
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Dear Youth, won't you sing
Dear Youth, won't you sing
They don't care
Plucking the strings of a morality song
We knew damn well between right and wrong
Sung for a pittance all along
So eager to smile, fit in, belong
So f*cking weak, designed to be strong
It's over, It's over, in this cold November
Living, for Dying
Let out the Lions
Lest we remember
We don't care
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Won't unmask their stubborn eyes trying to make them see (And I don't care)
I won't bend their fingers back trying to make them bleed
Dear Youth, won't you sing
Dear Youth, won't you sing
They don't care
Writer: Joey Fiander, Wade Fralic
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid