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Bone Chatter
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Thought For Food bone chatters against a glass
it's time for a toast
teeth come out of their soak
the holy ghost
been ruling this world so long
running it into the ground
you're gonna die
your sons and daughters inherit
..us...
the faces against the glass
no rocks in their hands
most forbade the idea
or helped kill it
(cause they were glass too)
been ruling this world so long
running it into the ground
you're gonna die
your sons and daughters inherit
..us...
the mansion gated in chain
your trapped by your rule
we are most trapped of all
misery's toy bag
been ruling this world so long
running it into the ground
you're gonna die
your sons and daughters inherit
..us...
i am not your slave
i am not your slave
this life's not in your name
i am not your slave
i know you're gonna die
take your goals with you
it'll all burn away
that ash turn dirt to soil
been ruling this world so long
running it into the ground
you're gonna die
your sons and daughters inherit
..us...
your sons and daughters inherit
..us...
your sons and daughters inherit
..us...
i am not your slave
i am not your slave
this life's not in your name
i am not your slave
