Xerocide Songtext
von Emanuel
Xerocide Songtext
Brother, we stick together, we fall apart
While we haunt these hollow halls
Inside her father′s residence
Empty heads fill crowded rooms
I can hear my own spine crack
I keep my collar up and wear a lion's mask
I feel their stares, they violate me
Bodies pile in, suffocating
Firewalk the coals, there′s no turning back
Once you're gone
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive
I'm alive
And now we′re faster than fashion when fascism′s in
And it's never out of style, no
Xeroxicide
You smell like sex and cigarettes
This moment is a blur
Everyone, hold down your favorite girl
I feel their stares, they violate me
Bodies pile in, suffocating
Firewalk the coals, there′s no turning back
Once you're gone
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive
I′m alive
And now we're faster than fashion when fascism′s in
And it's never out of style, no
Xeroxicide
Brother, we stick together, we fall apart
While we haunt these hollow...
Brother, we stick together, we fall apart
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive
I'm alive
And now we′re faster than fashion when fascism′s in
And it's never out of style
Xeroxicide
Xeroxicide
Xeroxicide
While we haunt these hollow halls
Inside her father′s residence
Empty heads fill crowded rooms
I can hear my own spine crack
I keep my collar up and wear a lion's mask
I feel their stares, they violate me
Bodies pile in, suffocating
Firewalk the coals, there′s no turning back
Once you're gone
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive
I'm alive
And now we′re faster than fashion when fascism′s in
And it's never out of style, no
Xeroxicide
You smell like sex and cigarettes
This moment is a blur
Everyone, hold down your favorite girl
I feel their stares, they violate me
Bodies pile in, suffocating
Firewalk the coals, there′s no turning back
Once you're gone
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive
I′m alive
And now we're faster than fashion when fascism′s in
And it's never out of style, no
Xeroxicide
Brother, we stick together, we fall apart
While we haunt these hollow...
Brother, we stick together, we fall apart
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive
I'm alive
And now we′re faster than fashion when fascism′s in
And it's never out of style
Xeroxicide
Xeroxicide
Xeroxicide
Writer(s): Barber Mathew Jerome, Breen Matthew Scott, Brock Anthony Lee, Whiteman Bryan Michael Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com