You swallowed sentiments of disgrace
And spat them out today
The lips that read bared no likeness
To the origin of the claim
You shame and slate
Reclaim and state
'Better now than centuries later'
So here we have the common case
Of a natural born imitator
They're mine you cry as you cling to the times
Doused in perfected lies
You'll be lying dead, your last words said
Even they were plagiarized
You shame and slate
Reclaim and state
'Better now than centuries later'
So here we have the common case
Of a natural born imitator
Take me
Your vote floats in the passageways
Of blood left on the land
You're trapped in recital
You're brain dead on arrival
Still with wet broadsheet in hand
THE DESDEMONAS - Natural Born Imitator Lyrics
THE DESDEMONAS - Natural Born Imitator Lyrics
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You swallowed sentiments of disgrace
And spat them out today
The lips that read bared no likeness
To the origin of the claim
You shame and slate
Reclaim and state
'Better now than centuries later'
So here we have the common case
Of a natural born imitator
They're mine you cry as you cling to the times
Doused in perfected lies
You'll be lying dead, your last words said
Even they were plagiarized
You shame and slate
Reclaim and state
'Better now than centuries later'
So here we have the common case
Of a natural born imitator
Take me
Your vote floats in the passageways
Of blood left on the land
You're trapped in recital
You're brain dead on arrival
Still with wet broadsheet in hand
And spat them out today
The lips that read bared no likeness
To the origin of the claim
You shame and slate
Reclaim and state
'Better now than centuries later'
So here we have the common case
Of a natural born imitator
They're mine you cry as you cling to the times
Doused in perfected lies
You'll be lying dead, your last words said
Even they were plagiarized
You shame and slate
Reclaim and state
'Better now than centuries later'
So here we have the common case
Of a natural born imitator
Take me
Your vote floats in the passageways
Of blood left on the land
You're trapped in recital
You're brain dead on arrival
Still with wet broadsheet in hand
Writer: Regan Piper
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