One more taste of submission found it on my television, found it on my television
Cut like you don't believe me, fallen angel kill me deeply
I'm on that road to nowhere, bought the suit of disenchantment
You've got the words to heal me, fallen angel kill me deeply

Don't move, don't think, don't get off the floor
The fever greets me at the same back door
Don't write, don't speak, don't settle the score
You turn, you scream, what are you down here for?

I soak up this illusion, you're my new found institution
Thought you would never leave me, fallen angel kill me deeply
Breathing this socialism tied beneath my exhibition
You had to burn to keep me, fold my thoughts heal me sweetly

Don't move, don't think, don't get off the floor
The fever greets me at the same back door
Don't write, don't speak, don't settle the score
You turn, you scream, what are you for?

Sickened where the burning arrows fall
Sickened where the burning arrows fall

One more taste of submission found it on my television
Cut like you don't believe me, fallen angel kill me deeply

Don't move, don't think, don't get off the floor
The fever greets me at the same back door
Don't write, don't speak, don't settle the score
You turn, you scream, what are you down here for?

(Sickened where the burning arrows fall) What are you down here for?
(Sickened where the burning arrows fall)
Sickened where the burning arrows fall

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