The Grey Commute歌词

作曲 : Ian Richard Devaney
I was in love

That was enough

I swear to god

I'm coming apart

Cut up

Eyeing the mask

Singing at last

Consume and collapse

It's violence

Violence

Broken hands

Begging at the altar of the grey commute

Some of the weight

We can't carry it

Hand on the wall

Reading it wrong

I look around but

They covered us

Covered, cut up

Promising the world if we only bear the cost

Picking out the change from your purse and your pockets

Broken hands

Begging at the altar of the grey commute

So much so, its untenable

Broken hands

Praying to see if there's someone to remove

Some of the weight

We can't carry it

And there's a foot on your throat

That you're fighting to undermine

There's gonna come a time

They'll get what they're owed

There's gonna come a time

It's a crime