The crimson opportunist rears his head
Asking you to sign in blood, but he wouldn't be caught dead
The impenetrable parts of town; the places you meet your fate
That's where his system runs, watch him operate
I know there's not much sense here to be made
The twisted little anecdotes and poems that have decayed
He said he'll fight for you; the sun drenched gospel's truth
He's calling your number up as he brands delinquent youth
Heros hung by the tops of their throats
Keep using the palms of yer hands
Heros scream from the depths of their throats
Keep washing the blood off of yer hands
Caught living- born dead
You're just- born dead
Caught living- born dead
Lying naked- yer born dead
credits
from Infinity Wishes LP,
released May 24, 2014
Music by PYK
Lyrics By Mike Brush
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