FOLLOW MONASTERIES: Spotify: Apple Music: Instagram: Facebook: MERCH: LYRICS: Crucified for my failures Tearing me apart Hang me out to dry A fucking Serpent in disguise Draining color out of my eyes These serpents won't leave me alone, Oh god I feel so cold and hollow You dragged my body through miles, Shard of broken glass always defile Throne made of thorns, Perched upon to feel torn Throne made of thorns, Perched upon just to feel fucking torn The highest of times I feel The vermin won't return now Set the oxhide trap now, So the rats don't come back now You hung me dry for nothing Thorns in my skin for your sins You bunch of fucking failures Now you will see You and I, we are the same Now you will see You and I, we fail the same way Barbed wire wrapped tongue You seek, seeking to be strong Counter-sight, I know you feel torn You and I, we are the same Alone and against
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