This small society lied (vocals)
Album: NA
By: Myles Marriott
By: Myles Marriott
Duration
3:14
Genres
Description
Permanent asylum resident who creates his reality.
Lyrics
Brains burning in my head keep me from feeling dread I've fought against their wills This small society lies/lied/died on and on Unseen,your kind come and go through this place called home the housing that you called hell Photo in magazine brings back the memory I've fought within my soul Chorus
