Grip Inc. - Skin Trade Lyrics
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Skin Trade
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What Are The Lyrics For Skin Trade By Grip Inc.?
Lure of the good life, lead into the promised land
Crossing over boarders hand in hand Giving trust in the face of danger The battle of control has just begun Common language, universal tongue Serving up salvation, liberators, pimps in disguise Enforcing thresholds to survive Switching on to satisfy, servants must perform Foreign acts of desperation, mercantile for existence Enslaved, abused and betrayed Trapped in the skin trade, trapped in the skin trade Screaming in silence Exchanging skin for gold Messiah, turned traitor, leaves all callous and drained Providing for hideous and the lame Enticed into a snare, held in a prison nowcalled home Executing foul gratification Exposed to random acts of physical disgust Compelled to adhere to the captures corrupt mind Switching on to satisfy, servants must perform Foreign acts of desperation, mercantile for existence Enslaved, abused and betrayed Trapped in the skin trade, trapped in the skin trade Screaming in silence Exchanging skin for gold Slavery into, suffering into Exchanging skin for gold Enslaved, abused and betrayed Trapped in the skin trade, trapped in the skin trade Screaming in silence Exchanging skin for gold Slavery into, suffering into Exchanging skin for gold |
Who Wrote Skin Trade By Grip Inc.?
Dave Lombardo, Gary Kenneth Chambers, Waldemar Sorychta
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What's The Duration Of The Skin Trade By Grip Inc.?The duration of Skin Trade is 4:25 minutes and seconds. |
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