The Callous Daoboys
Tag Yourself, I’m The Tan Line
Hardwire me, I took too much medicine
God created me, you'll fall in love
Don't fall in love
Become the lake, gluttony with hate
Gluttony with hate

Learn your parts
Stop asking questions

There's too much blood being spilled
Enough to complicate this split
Watch me fall away, then drown into fame
Rejoice, rejoice, refrain

I'm digging two graves, one for my god, one for my crutch

You never think that you're dead, until you fall into a routine