Lyrics The Red Chord

The Red Chord

Tales of Martyrs and Disappearing Acts

Add another voice to the lie.

The sole mission of a parasite is survival.

Survival.

Learned to beg for your life.

The sole mission of a parasite is survival.

Survival.

I can't believe anything you say.

Every word is a lie.

You spent years painting the warning signs.

How'd you make it this far?

Right beneath our feet.

I can't believe a single thing you say.

Every word is a lie.

Spending all your life searching for a great guy.

He's my neighbor.

Suck it in.

Your my favorite dude.

Let's hang.

Keep it up.

No bowel control.

Such a pathetic waste of life.

Tales of martyrs and disappearing acts.

Add another voice to the lie.

Begging for life.

It's such a shame class and grace skip generations.