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Secret Lives Of The Freemasons
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The Death Of...
Lyricist:Josh Carden, Jim Debardi, Tucker Ensley, Travis Moss, Brien Worsham
You blacken me And then you walk away In a pool of blood You attack me like lions would
Sinking in this water The dirt in mouth makes mud I have no strength left To undo what they have done
We bet on nothing A losing horses head We kept on cutting Till you ripped me to shreds
With friends like these I don't need friends at all With friends like these You vultures, you cowards
With friends like these I don't need friends at all With friends like these You vultures, you cowards
Oh my, my, how you have grown Into a bunch of backstabbing murderers Well, first you caught me out and then you took me down We know all about you, well, you are our friends now
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We bet on nothing A losing horses head We kept on cutting Till you ripped me to shreds
With friends like these I don't need friends at all With friends like these You vultures, you cowards
With friends like these I don't need friends at all With friends like these You vultures, you cowards
Monumental people, living monumental lives Monumental people, living in monumental times Monu-monumental people, living in monumental lives Monumental people living these monumental times
With friends like these I don't need friends at all With friends like these You vultures, you cowards
Oh, you were so devilish Devilish you were, oh no Devilish, devilish you were, oh no Devilish, devilish you were, oh no Devilish, devilish you were, oh no
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