Between the Buried and Me - Famine Wolf Lyrics
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Famine Wolf
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What Are The Lyrics For Famine Wolf By Between the Buried and Me?
Grind down
Blind taste Dripping ideas turn against our will Swallow the chosen soul One Animal Once lived for life Human mist rise Sweet devouring teeth are sharpened Swallow the chosen soul One Animal Once lived for life One Animal Once lived for life The fifth resonating host Sweaty palmed inside constant alert Blinking around the bubble of the paranoid We are all that's left, we will be enough? We are all that's left, we will be enough? The fifth resonating host Sweaty palmed inside constant alert Blinking around the bubble of the paranoid We are all that's left, we will be enough? We are all that's left, we will be enough? One Animal Once lived for life One Animal Once lived for life Scour the earth, turn the dirt red Scour the earth, turn the dirt red Anchored mind wind, across the fog We disgrace the pupils sight A homeless meat the street markets replaced their souls Ripping our oldest thoughts Society has me out cold It has me out in the cold It has me out in the cold It has me out in the cold It has me out in the cold Move the flesh over this rotten bone One more day Move the flesh over this rotten bone One more day One more day Move the flesh over this rotten bone One more day Move the flesh over this rotten bone One more day One more day |
Who Wrote Famine Wolf By Between the Buried and Me?
Cartland Blake Richardson, Daniel Hanford Briggs, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Robert Dustin Waring, Thomas Giles Roger
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