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lirik lagu woke dreams – husbandry

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not gonna yield here anymore
the hand that feeds me leaves a bitter tasting tongue
i want to sever

untie my leash, switch up the roles
you’ve got me under your thumb, better off not breathing
false promises all smoke and mirrors
fill up your cup and drink at a seat worth stealing
i want to sever the puppet strings that keep me inert

can you begin to face the consequences?
when you deplete the ones you should regard
will you repent before we send a message?
dragging the chains to get you where we want

all the king’s men will fall
with the down stroke of a gavel
all the king’s men, they fall

line the lawless up

not gonna play fair anymore
we’ve got a mind to feast on the hearts of traitors
death riding in on a pale horse
offer the wide eyed heads on a silver platter

can you begin to face the consequences?
when you deplete the ones you should regard

all the kingsmen will fall
poison arrow through the torso

we’ve come for you

on foot to storm the castle muddy and full of rage
fight for what we were promised with tooth and nail
not ones to be forgotten receiving end of pain
a battle cry to the wind we will not fail

we’ve come for you

the cities burn, the children watch a future stolen
greedy hands leave nothing in the jar
our crooked spines have given up under the weight of a system built to tear us all apart

renounce your fate

they praise the blue, the red, the white
but fail to notice blood stains as they pulled from left to right
no longer shadows in the dark
the monsters learned to feed you
turning you from cohort to rival

renounce your fate

i let the words crawl out my throat, but there’s no one here to listen. there’s bliss in doing as you’re told, in kneeling
no resistance
pretend no wolves are at the door
it’s much too hard to wake up when no one’s really in control
the script was always written

bury my head, like i’ve done. can’t tell what’s real from fiction. choose to deny that we are lost in who makes the bigger victim

i’ll stay inside,i’ll lock my doors. turn up the sound of the radio. keep what’s mine, take what’s yours
won’t cross the lines, this is war

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