Song | Fact Leaves Its Ghost |
Artist | Converge |
Album | Halo In A Haystack |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I will not be part of your rusting machine, | |
I will not burn as your fuel, | |
You are the one drowning in your conviction, | |
I am not host to them. | |
You call it your right, | |
I call it your weakness, | |
The wound won't clot until the blood stops, | |
It has to stop. |
I will not be part of your rusting machine, | |
I will not burn as your fuel, | |
You are the one drowning in your conviction, | |
I am not host to them. | |
You call it your right, | |
I call it your weakness, | |
The wound won t clot until the blood stops, | |
It has to stop. |
I will not be part of your rusting machine, | |
I will not burn as your fuel, | |
You are the one drowning in your conviction, | |
I am not host to them. | |
You call it your right, | |
I call it your weakness, | |
The wound won t clot until the blood stops, | |
It has to stop. |