Leeches Like leeches "In ignorance we trust"
If you say this way I will take that way Fuel for the fire on which I thrive
Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech You'll be forgotten and gone
It burns It rips It hurts
Leeches They preach to us Where's the wisdom from blocked minds
Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech You'll be forgotten and gone
It burns It rips It hurts They make you bleed your turn The chance of a lifetime How does it feel to be alive
[Solo]
A tear for the poet That can't be heard Praise the artist that steals
Spit me out I'm glad I don't belong Save me the speech You'll be forgotten and gone
It burns It rips It hurts They make you bleed Your turn (It rips, it hurts) The chance of a lifetime How does it feel to be alive?
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