Song | Infected |
Artist | Death Before Dishonor |
Album | Count Me In |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Infected world upon it's own pedestal | |
Diseased we are diseased | |
We've always been | |
We're just the joke | |
The joke of existence | |
But still we try as if there was an end | |
Through blood we made | |
As if we were perfect | |
Someday the blood | |
Will choke us in our sleep | |
I've given in to all of my demons | |
I can't be helped it's up to me | |
Every time I close my eyes | |
I'm dwelling on the follow times | |
My regrets won't let me rest | |
It's killing me with every step | |
Every step I regret | |
INFECTED were condemned to die | |
INFECTED cut always this life |
Infected world upon it' s own pedestal | |
Diseased we are diseased | |
We' ve always been | |
We' re just the joke | |
The joke of existence | |
But still we try as if there was an end | |
Through blood we made | |
As if we were perfect | |
Someday the blood | |
Will choke us in our sleep | |
I' ve given in to all of my demons | |
I can' t be helped it' s up to me | |
Every time I close my eyes | |
I' m dwelling on the follow times | |
My regrets won' t let me rest | |
It' s killing me with every step | |
Every step I regret | |
INFECTED were condemned to die | |
INFECTED cut always this life |
Infected world upon it' s own pedestal | |
Diseased we are diseased | |
We' ve always been | |
We' re just the joke | |
The joke of existence | |
But still we try as if there was an end | |
Through blood we made | |
As if we were perfect | |
Someday the blood | |
Will choke us in our sleep | |
I' ve given in to all of my demons | |
I can' t be helped it' s up to me | |
Every time I close my eyes | |
I' m dwelling on the follow times | |
My regrets won' t let me rest | |
It' s killing me with every step | |
Every step I regret | |
INFECTED were condemned to die | |
INFECTED cut always this life |