Delusionalisphere Lyrics
| Song | Delusionalisphere |
| Artist | The Acacia Strain |
| Album | Coma Witch |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Don’t preach to me | |
| Your words are hollow | |
| Beauty is deep, | |
| But the mind is shallow | |
| Born to lead, | |
| But destined to follow | |
| Bathe in the darkness | |
| Shower in the shadow | |
| Eyes are open | |
| Mind is broken | |
| Drown in the vomit, | |
| Let it soak in. | |
| Shower in the shadow | |
| Eyes are open | |
| Mind is broken | |
| Drown in the vomit, | |
| Let it soak in | |
| Candlelight vigil | |
| There is no evil | |
| I want to be the devil | |
| Subjugated and never subversive | |
| Try to put some thought into your ******* words | |
| Neutral fanfare where nobody wins | |
| I still believe in all your sins | |
| I wish there was a hell so you could be there to rot | |
| I wish there a god so I could slit his ******* throat | |
| I went to your funeral and nobody came | |
| I only showed up to piss in your grave | |
| Along with my mistakes | |
| Cant tell if I’m asleep or awake | |
| Weight on my chest | |
| Nothing left, eternal rest | |
| The lies you spoke won’t die with me | |
| I wrote them down for all to see | |
| There is no great mystery | |
| You’re digging for gold in an old rotten oak tree |
| Don' t preach to me | |
| Your words are hollow | |
| Beauty is deep, | |
| But the mind is shallow | |
| Born to lead, | |
| But destined to follow | |
| Bathe in the darkness | |
| Shower in the shadow | |
| Eyes are open | |
| Mind is broken | |
| Drown in the vomit, | |
| Let it soak in. | |
| Shower in the shadow | |
| Eyes are open | |
| Mind is broken | |
| Drown in the vomit, | |
| Let it soak in | |
| Candlelight vigil | |
| There is no evil | |
| I want to be the devil | |
| Subjugated and never subversive | |
| Try to put some thought into your words | |
| Neutral fanfare where nobody wins | |
| I still believe in all your sins | |
| I wish there was a hell so you could be there to rot | |
| I wish there a god so I could slit his throat | |
| I went to your funeral and nobody came | |
| I only showed up to piss in your grave | |
| Along with my mistakes | |
| Cant tell if I' m asleep or awake | |
| Weight on my chest | |
| Nothing left, eternal rest | |
| The lies you spoke won' t die with me | |
| I wrote them down for all to see | |
| There is no great mystery | |
| You' re digging for gold in an old rotten oak tree |
| Don' t preach to me | |
| Your words are hollow | |
| Beauty is deep, | |
| But the mind is shallow | |
| Born to lead, | |
| But destined to follow | |
| Bathe in the darkness | |
| Shower in the shadow | |
| Eyes are open | |
| Mind is broken | |
| Drown in the vomit, | |
| Let it soak in. | |
| Shower in the shadow | |
| Eyes are open | |
| Mind is broken | |
| Drown in the vomit, | |
| Let it soak in | |
| Candlelight vigil | |
| There is no evil | |
| I want to be the devil | |
| Subjugated and never subversive | |
| Try to put some thought into your words | |
| Neutral fanfare where nobody wins | |
| I still believe in all your sins | |
| I wish there was a hell so you could be there to rot | |
| I wish there a god so I could slit his throat | |
| I went to your funeral and nobody came | |
| I only showed up to piss in your grave | |
| Along with my mistakes | |
| Cant tell if I' m asleep or awake | |
| Weight on my chest | |
| Nothing left, eternal rest | |
| The lies you spoke won' t die with me | |
| I wrote them down for all to see | |
| There is no great mystery | |
| You' re digging for gold in an old rotten oak tree |
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