There is only loss
The fever that strikes, the shadow clings to our backs
The hollow will thrive while we beg and barely survive
The truth is divine justice's a lie
Pleading for mouths to feed still leads to starvation
And the promise you, the dream we were sold
Is built on the inability to rise
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
Throw it all away, realize there's no other way
The misery stops when we light the match
That will burn it down to never come back
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
A currency of pain and corruption
Consuming us it will never stop
It fuels the machine the feeds off of our soul
Merchants of pain, dealers of loss
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
Caldonia - Feast or Famine (feat. Aaron King) Lyrics
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There is only loss
The fever that strikes, the shadow clings to our backs
The hollow will thrive while we beg and barely survive
The truth is divine justice's a lie
Pleading for mouths to feed still leads to starvation
And the promise you, the dream we were sold
Is built on the inability to rise
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
Throw it all away, realize there's no other way
The misery stops when we light the match
That will burn it down to never come back
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
A currency of pain and corruption
Consuming us it will never stop
It fuels the machine the feeds off of our soul
Merchants of pain, dealers of loss
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
The fever that strikes, the shadow clings to our backs
The hollow will thrive while we beg and barely survive
The truth is divine justice's a lie
Pleading for mouths to feed still leads to starvation
And the promise you, the dream we were sold
Is built on the inability to rise
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
Throw it all away, realize there's no other way
The misery stops when we light the match
That will burn it down to never come back
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
A currency of pain and corruption
Consuming us it will never stop
It fuels the machine the feeds off of our soul
Merchants of pain, dealers of loss
These hands
The horror
In Neverending suffering we're trapped
These walls
This desperation
The lie that grows is built on our backs
Writer: Christian Olmeda
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