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
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