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Die - Cut. die. period. Lyrics




Blood
Blood up to the elbows
In the thick of it now
Dynamic Velocity

He devours the land
Like a silkworm to a leaf
Cut bank perpetual motion
The cape
Infect
Disease

Blood
Blood up to the elbows
In the thick of it now
Dynamic Velocity

He devours the land
Like a silkworm to a leaf
Cut bank perpetual motion
The cape
Infect
Disease

What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now

Failure but not done
Crimped
You'll regret every breath
Just like a bastard
Followed by a death
Of disasters
Could it be it many strange
Time for pain
Crimped
You'll regret every breath
Just like a bastard
Followed by a death
Of disasters
Could it be it many strange
Time for pain
Crimped
You'll regret every breath
Just like a bastard
Followed by a death
Of disasters
Could it be it many strange
Time for pain
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Blood
Blood up to the elbows
In the thick of it now
Dynamic Velocity

He devours the land
Like a silkworm to a leaf
Cut bank perpetual motion
The cape
Infect
Disease

Blood
Blood up to the elbows
In the thick of it now
Dynamic Velocity

He devours the land
Like a silkworm to a leaf
Cut bank perpetual motion
The cape
Infect
Disease

What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now
You show me nothing in contention
What do you think of me now

Failure but not done
Crimped
You'll regret every breath
Just like a bastard
Followed by a death
Of disasters
Could it be it many strange
Time for pain
Crimped
You'll regret every breath
Just like a bastard
Followed by a death
Of disasters
Could it be it many strange
Time for pain
Crimped
You'll regret every breath
Just like a bastard
Followed by a death
Of disasters
Could it be it many strange
Time for pain
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Writer: Michael Migliacci
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Die Cut. die. period. Video


Performed By: Die
Language: English
Length: 3:08
Written by: Michael Migliacci

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