They're not meant...
To be stored away
Prisoners of our own entertainment
Paraded around till' they're all used up
Can you see bodies piling in unmarked graves?
Global genocide embedded deep within our skin
Careless disregard for their lives
The laws of nature we've bent to our will
It's-only a matter of time
Before they'll make their move
It won't be a swift kill!
We've got years of sin to atone for
Their blood we can't wash off our hand's
Teeth filed down young stripped away
Rounded up to be put on display!
WE'RE TOO BUSY TEARING THEM APART
TO REALIZE THAT THEY'RE JUST LIKE US!
They're the ones who have no voice
No words can be heard
But their eyes tell their story
Woe and strife on their face
The gas comes pouring in
Choking but there's no relief
Disappear. - Conveyor Lyrics
Disappear. - Conveyor Lyrics
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They're not meant...
To be stored away
Prisoners of our own entertainment
Paraded around till' they're all used up
Can you see bodies piling in unmarked graves?
Global genocide embedded deep within our skin
Careless disregard for their lives
The laws of nature we've bent to our will
It's-only a matter of time
Before they'll make their move
It won't be a swift kill!
We've got years of sin to atone for
Their blood we can't wash off our hand's
Teeth filed down young stripped away
Rounded up to be put on display!
WE'RE TOO BUSY TEARING THEM APART
TO REALIZE THAT THEY'RE JUST LIKE US!
They're the ones who have no voice
No words can be heard
But their eyes tell their story
Woe and strife on their face
The gas comes pouring in
Choking but there's no relief
To be stored away
Prisoners of our own entertainment
Paraded around till' they're all used up
Can you see bodies piling in unmarked graves?
Global genocide embedded deep within our skin
Careless disregard for their lives
The laws of nature we've bent to our will
It's-only a matter of time
Before they'll make their move
It won't be a swift kill!
We've got years of sin to atone for
Their blood we can't wash off our hand's
Teeth filed down young stripped away
Rounded up to be put on display!
WE'RE TOO BUSY TEARING THEM APART
TO REALIZE THAT THEY'RE JUST LIKE US!
They're the ones who have no voice
No words can be heard
But their eyes tell their story
Woe and strife on their face
The gas comes pouring in
Choking but there's no relief
Writer: Mark Bradley
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid