T3CHP0SS3SS from AFTERSHOCK by cysteke

Some lust for demise resides in you, you couldn't be asked to help
All the damage you've caused is left in view, the mark of the beast burned on flesh

We trusted you as our friend, how could you fall so far
We trusted you as our friend, how could you fall so far

What a robot; wires in your veins, RAM inside your head
Can't be human; what have you become, now the living dead

Can't seem to escape the awful truth of what your obsession has done
So you cling to the past in hopes to soothe, but the future's something you can't outrun

We trusted you as our friend, how could you fall so far
We trusted you as our friend, how could you fall so far

What a robot; wires in your veins, RAM inside your head
Can't be human; what have you become, now the living dead

You kept dragging on and kept dragging it on and kept dragging it on
(Yeah, you're fucking pathetic)
You kept dragging on and kept dragging it on and kept dragging it on
(Yeah, you're fucking pathetic)
You kept dragging on and kept dragging it on and kept dragging it on
(Yeah, you're fucking pathetic)
You kept dragging on and kept dragging it on and kept dragging it on
Fucking pathetic

• Electronic
• United States