Norma Jean
Family Bike Wreck
You have the kind of conscience to do with waiting
You all were waiting for the slaughter to murder
Murder
Murder
Yeah
You have the kind of conscience to do with waiting
You are the one forgetting the slaughter
You are the one forgetting the slaughter
Woah
The sky belongs to no one
And I've seen your face before
The sky belongs to no one
I've seen your face
The sky belongs to no one
And I've seen your face before
Before