Lyrics
rushed and told, they're bred to continue, be at their marks, but some withhold, and won't be held, under the spell, bribes when tried, they've focused on the balling, of a man 'til now, got left inside the underbelly's choke, well, you assumed, at least they'll call us men again, for those shadows, that keep on crawling, out from under cloaks, behold rest assured, the sleep-walking elite, when their days, are numbered like the shallow, when they sit, on their knees, on their knees, on their knees, as they sit, on their knees, on their knees, on their knees, and you assumed, at least they'll call us men again, for those shadows, that keep on crawling, out from under cloaks, cloaks, well, you assumed, at least they'll call us men again, for those shadows, that keep on crawling, out from under, well, you assumed, at least they'll call us men again, for those shadows, that keep on crawling, out from under.
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Artist: chevelle