Salome - Epidemic | Текст песни

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We are the epidemic
Our complacent
God ridden family

You hold me fixed
Like a corpse
Inanimate
The quiet leech
You hold me
Like a loving fear
The quiet leech

Draining, draining
The emotional trench

Swollen
Our dream
Undoing ourselves in
His design

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