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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sacri Monti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brenden Dellar
Composer
Dylan Donovan
Composer
Anthony Meier
Composer
Evan Wenskay
Composer
Thomas Dibenedetto
Composer
Lyrics
Take my hand, drag me down, throw me in a grave
Grab my soul, rip it up, blast it into space
Standing around, wasting my time, look at your talking machine,
Think it'll be better but butter ain't there, you got a hold on me,
And I know, yes, now I know
And I know, yes, now I know
Staggered in lies and false faiths
You carry your head so high,
If I could picture your pretty face, without a whimper or lie,
I could be a better man, not hung up on lying like you,
Under your lip lies all your fears, standing in front of my view
And I know, yes, now I know
And I know, yes, now I know
And tomorrow I'll be prowling around, like a wolf and a hen
Tomorrow I'll be prowling around, like a wolf and a hen
Wrapped it around in the blood and the mud
Looking for what I can.
Make one tomorrow I'll be crawling around, like a wolf and a hen
Make one tomorrow I'll be crawling around, like a wolf and a hen
Wrapped it around in the blood and the mud
Looking for what I can
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