Alcoholiday - Graves текст песни

I am the jagged edge and

I corrupt, the corrupted and--

You are the knife un-sheathed that

I remove from within me n'

We are the ticking clock

A steady faith of which you're not

Can't stop the chemistry from

Buring inside of me to



1... 2... 3... 10:23-- n' you are the unclean...



anecdote, anecdote, let it choke, the anecdote --

anecdote, anecdote, let it choke, the anecdote --