Press Delete Lyrics
| Song | Press Delete |
| Artist | Fashion Bomb |
| Album | Visions Of The Lifted Veil |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Ripping at the seams | |
| Swelling up with waste, and all of the unclean | |
| Choking greed | |
| Apt to replicate unsanitary beings | |
| We are the leech, the cruelest of teeth | |
| There’s no more to eat, but we continue to feed | |
| Through the veins | |
| Sloughing off the dead and rotting, useless things | |
| The end’s at hand somehow… | |
| Powerless to stop it now… | |
| Does it even strike you? | |
| Will you let it bring you to your knees? | |
| Has it hit you? | |
| So telling… that is what it means | |
| Medicate this plague | |
| Destroy the parasites with wind and with disease | |
| Press delete | |
| With flame and skies and seas, to equalize this breech | |
| We are the blight, the fleeting goodbye | |
| There’s no more to take, but we continue to try | |
| Fight in vain | |
| Flex with all your might, in sheer futility | |
| Dig them out | |
| Wash them out | |
| Burn them out | |
| Cut them out | |
| That’s what it means… | |
| That’s what it means… |
| Ripping at the seams | |
| Swelling up with waste, and all of the unclean | |
| Choking greed | |
| Apt to replicate unsanitary beings | |
| We are the leech, the cruelest of teeth | |
| There' s no more to eat, but we continue to feed | |
| Through the veins | |
| Sloughing off the dead and rotting, useless things | |
| The end' s at hand somehow | |
| Powerless to stop it now | |
| Does it even strike you? | |
| Will you let it bring you to your knees? | |
| Has it hit you? | |
| So telling that is what it means | |
| Medicate this plague | |
| Destroy the parasites with wind and with disease | |
| Press delete | |
| With flame and skies and seas, to equalize this breech | |
| We are the blight, the fleeting goodbye | |
| There' s no more to take, but we continue to try | |
| Fight in vain | |
| Flex with all your might, in sheer futility | |
| Dig them out | |
| Wash them out | |
| Burn them out | |
| Cut them out | |
| That' s what it means | |
| That' s what it means |
| Ripping at the seams | |
| Swelling up with waste, and all of the unclean | |
| Choking greed | |
| Apt to replicate unsanitary beings | |
| We are the leech, the cruelest of teeth | |
| There' s no more to eat, but we continue to feed | |
| Through the veins | |
| Sloughing off the dead and rotting, useless things | |
| The end' s at hand somehow | |
| Powerless to stop it now | |
| Does it even strike you? | |
| Will you let it bring you to your knees? | |
| Has it hit you? | |
| So telling that is what it means | |
| Medicate this plague | |
| Destroy the parasites with wind and with disease | |
| Press delete | |
| With flame and skies and seas, to equalize this breech | |
| We are the blight, the fleeting goodbye | |
| There' s no more to take, but we continue to try | |
| Fight in vain | |
| Flex with all your might, in sheer futility | |
| Dig them out | |
| Wash them out | |
| Burn them out | |
| Cut them out | |
| That' s what it means | |
| That' s what it means |
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