Redeemer

Letra

You envy the freak
I can see it in your eyes
No one is happy with
this arrangement
How could we know
Any other way to live?
Well I’m not scared of you people no more
No shudders, shrieks or shivers
Left to give
Lies served cold
With a side of meanness
And we all laugh about it
In the right rooms with enough
Distance in between us

At the mirror’s edge
I see an evil genius
But hope still permeates
Even at a snail’s pace

REDEEMER!
you had your fun
Now you’re clinging to your rosaries
like a nun
REDEEMER
You stole the sun
Now you orbit is the bull shit of the damage done

The Taoist monks had
good intention
Playing doctor with what
God’s got
Just watch divine intervention
Rattle through the bones
Of everybody that was ever shot

I wanna be a
[CISUM ELTTIL A DEEN ANNOG ERUOY]
So I can understand
But I don’t wanna know
What it’s like not to be free
I wanna be angry at the world
From a crippling position Just
tell me what you need from
me

And I’ll smash my head
In private against the wall
Denial thrives in hostile climates
Flat out lies climb chaos spires
As Rapunzel let’s down
your tires
I start fights in my own head
Got doggy bags stuffed full
of tapas
I take em home to feed
the rugrats
Then set fire to your maracas

REDEEMER!
you had your fun
Now you’re clinging to your rosaries
like a nun
REDEEMER
You stole the sun
Now you orbit is the bullshit of all damage done

Blind drunk fucking
In the desert’s dusky hue
I give to you this final gift
Lift you up like elephants
Sniffing Peanuts in numbers
Shops can’t shift and sifting
Through the shells I lick my
Dust dry lusty lips
Before taking one last whiff
In the pits of anywhere other than this
Call Herr Schmitt and ask him
“Herr Schmitt is this what we aim for?
Cuz you usually have a word up your sleeve
For feelings that we have no name for”

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