Written, performed and produced by PURGE
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Produced by Timfy James at Old School Studios www.oldschoolmk.com
Video shot and produced by Timfy James at Old School Studios
LYRICS
Disparate line up,
Conflicted now times up.
Civil unrest erupts under the flesh.
A body with no head,
The senses are all dead,
We realise now; realisation isn’t free.
Paying for the decadence
believe that you’re benevolent
Yet spit on ill fortune that’s laid in the street.
Your desolate empire’s ways have tired,
The coin you clutch in your palm knows value less and less and less and less.
Your wildest hopes and dreams achieved,
Marrs odds of hopes and dreams believed.
Teeming with selfishness; hypocrisy,
Has seen a new low that it’s never seen.
Nurse the scars,
Ignore your open wounds,
You bleed profusely until you’re empty as the truth.
Nurse the scars,
ignore your open wounds,
You bleed profusely until you’re empty as your reality.
Your wildest hope and dreams deceived,
Manifested nightmares of dreams believed.
The everything and nothing that you’ve ever been,
Has seen a new low that it’s never seen.
Paying for the decadence believe that you’re benevolent
Yet spit on ill fortune that’s laid in the streets.
Your desolate empire’s ways have tired,
The coin you clutch in your palm knows value less and less and less and less.
Your wildest hope and dreams deceived
Manifested nightmares of dreams believed
The everything and nothing that you’ve ever been
A new low that it’s never seen
Nurse the scars,
Ignore your open wounds,
You bleed profusely until you’re empty as the truth.
Nurse the scars,
ignore your open wounds,
You bleed profusely until you’re empty as your reality
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