Suicide King Lyrics by Machines Of Loving GraceKnow your faultsKnow your friends Be prepared to take revenge Thought I feed it Keep it alive Watch it dissolve into slaughterhouse five Thought I could feed it sift the debris Heir to the throne of a suicide king -Bend like a reed in the wind- Violator diplomat They slip their fingers in Is it alive sift the debris Heir to the throne of a suicide king -Bend like a reed in the wind- The simple plots become confused The jaws are locked and we are immune From the horizon They slip their fingers in She smells like the future of money She smells like everything Simple plots become comfused The jaws are locked and We are immune PUT THESE LYRICS ON YOUR BLOG OR MYSPACE PROFILE! Copy this code and paste it in your website.
This is what it will look like. Neat, eh? Machines Of Loving Grace - Suicide King Lyrics
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