Feel the fault
Guns scare people
Knives are a menace
Suicide’s unholy
War is so perfect
Give me your yesterday
And I’ll give you nothing
I want to be rid of you
Feel maybe something
Your juggernaut frightens me
No idea when I’ll go off
The top
Or the bottom again
Its steam burns our screams
Crushed bone makes a soft sound
Powder all
In the wind
THAT’S WHAT WE ARE TO YOU ALL
I’ll shake; I’ve got all night to scream
FEEL THE FAULT, FEEL THE FAULT
I’ll get you all with broken fingers
I’m so scared
to death of you
But I’m not
afraid of you
You can
chase me down
But I’ll be the one
attacking you
Master the rays of
exceeding death
Blow holes in our
prominent jest
Of your inane actions of
total destruction
But only when it suits
your construction
CRUX OF YOUR JUGGERNAUT
And I shake in silent, metaphoric whimpers
FEEL THE FAULT, FEEL THE FAULT
I’ll kill it with my broken fingers
THAT’S WHAT WE ARE TO YOU ALL
I’ll shake; I’ve got all night to scream
FEEL THE FAULT, FEEL THE FAULT
I’ll get you all with broken fingers
Feel the fault
CRUX OF YOUR JUGGERNAUT
And I shake in silent, metaphoric whimpers
FEEL THE FAULT, FEEL THE FAULT
I’ll kill it with my broken fingers
THAT’S WHAT WE ARE TO YOU ALL
I’ll shake; I’ve got all night to scream
FEEL THE FAULT, FEEL THE FAULT
I’ll get you all with broken fingers
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