Taken by Flames
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โฑ๏ธ 5:19 duration
๐ ID: 9475750
๐ Lyrics
Ready to face the odds
I'm in better company
Failure to break the curse
I was told, "You're never going to be someone, ha"
Look at me now
Outside, the cold screams
"Make your fires!"
And I was told
"Time to carry the load"
While in a state of shock
Crashed and burned, preachers, leeches at every turn
Save the flock
Save them from their lives
When did you learn
How old were you when you found?
Found the truth was a ruse
And the ruse was a goddamn lie
It keeps me up in arms
Where is your soul?
It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
Crying, burning up
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street who want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
Forsaken, no family or friends
Just a game of luck
Lost your turn, where's your horseshoe?
Mob's on the street
Playing for keeps, making them pay
Pleased to meet you, you're done
'Cause the truth was a ruse
And the ruse was a goddamn lie
It keeps me up in arms
Where is your soul?
It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
Crying, burning up
And now your kids are stoned
Poisoning each of their souls
Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street and want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
And now your kids are stoned
Poisoning each of their souls
Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street who want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
I'm in better company
Failure to break the curse
I was told, "You're never going to be someone, ha"
Look at me now
Outside, the cold screams
"Make your fires!"
And I was told
"Time to carry the load"
While in a state of shock
Crashed and burned, preachers, leeches at every turn
Save the flock
Save them from their lives
When did you learn
How old were you when you found?
Found the truth was a ruse
And the ruse was a goddamn lie
It keeps me up in arms
Where is your soul?
It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
Crying, burning up
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street who want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
Forsaken, no family or friends
Just a game of luck
Lost your turn, where's your horseshoe?
Mob's on the street
Playing for keeps, making them pay
Pleased to meet you, you're done
'Cause the truth was a ruse
And the ruse was a goddamn lie
It keeps me up in arms
Where is your soul?
It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
Crying, burning up
And now your kids are stoned
Poisoning each of their souls
Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street and want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
And now your kids are stoned
Poisoning each of their souls
Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
And now the writ has come
Mob's on the street who want blood
Taken by flames, rattling their cages
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:46.75] Ready to face the odds
[00:53.34] I'm in better company
[00:58.09] Failure to break the curse
[01:03.54] I was told, "You're never going to be someone, ha"
[01:12.41] Look at me now
[01:18.90] Outside, the cold screams
[01:25.15] "Make your fires!"
[01:41.92] And I was told
[01:44.32] "Time to carry the load"
[01:46.84] While in a state of shock
[01:49.68] Crashed and burned, preachers, leeches at every turn
[01:54.54] Save the flock
[01:56.88] Save them from their lives
[01:59.74] When did you learn
[02:01.14] How old were you when you found?
[02:04.99] Found the truth was a ruse
[02:07.69] And the ruse was a goddamn lie
[02:10.45] It keeps me up in arms
[02:15.04] Where is your soul?
[02:17.31] It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
[02:21.53] Crying, burning up
[02:25.86] And now the writ has come
[02:28.25] Mob's on the street who want blood
[02:30.75] Taken by flames, rattling their cages
[02:39.10] Forsaken, no family or friends
[02:43.96] Just a game of luck
[02:46.50] Lost your turn, where's your horseshoe?
[02:50.39] Mob's on the street
[02:52.76] Playing for keeps, making them pay
[02:58.08] Pleased to meet you, you're done
[03:02.17] 'Cause the truth was a ruse
[03:04.62] And the ruse was a goddamn lie
[03:07.42] It keeps me up in arms
[03:12.27] Where is your soul?
[03:14.56] It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
[03:18.44] Crying, burning up
[03:22.86] And now your kids are stoned
[03:25.21] Poisoning each of their souls
[03:27.76] Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
[03:33.18] And now the writ has come
[03:35.56] Mob's on the street and want blood
[03:38.15] Taken by flames, rattling their cages
[03:45.30]
[04:04.33] And now your kids are stoned
[04:06.94] Poisoning each of their souls
[04:09.50] Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
[04:14.68] And now the writ has come
[04:17.04] Mob's on the street who want blood
[04:19.79] Taken by flames, rattling their cages
[04:27.33]
[00:53.34] I'm in better company
[00:58.09] Failure to break the curse
[01:03.54] I was told, "You're never going to be someone, ha"
[01:12.41] Look at me now
[01:18.90] Outside, the cold screams
[01:25.15] "Make your fires!"
[01:41.92] And I was told
[01:44.32] "Time to carry the load"
[01:46.84] While in a state of shock
[01:49.68] Crashed and burned, preachers, leeches at every turn
[01:54.54] Save the flock
[01:56.88] Save them from their lives
[01:59.74] When did you learn
[02:01.14] How old were you when you found?
[02:04.99] Found the truth was a ruse
[02:07.69] And the ruse was a goddamn lie
[02:10.45] It keeps me up in arms
[02:15.04] Where is your soul?
[02:17.31] It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
[02:21.53] Crying, burning up
[02:25.86] And now the writ has come
[02:28.25] Mob's on the street who want blood
[02:30.75] Taken by flames, rattling their cages
[02:39.10] Forsaken, no family or friends
[02:43.96] Just a game of luck
[02:46.50] Lost your turn, where's your horseshoe?
[02:50.39] Mob's on the street
[02:52.76] Playing for keeps, making them pay
[02:58.08] Pleased to meet you, you're done
[03:02.17] 'Cause the truth was a ruse
[03:04.62] And the ruse was a goddamn lie
[03:07.42] It keeps me up in arms
[03:12.27] Where is your soul?
[03:14.56] It might be inside of the prophet's cloak
[03:18.44] Crying, burning up
[03:22.86] And now your kids are stoned
[03:25.21] Poisoning each of their souls
[03:27.76] Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
[03:33.18] And now the writ has come
[03:35.56] Mob's on the street and want blood
[03:38.15] Taken by flames, rattling their cages
[03:45.30]
[04:04.33] And now your kids are stoned
[04:06.94] Poisoning each of their souls
[04:09.50] Laugh in your face, and kill you for your wages
[04:14.68] And now the writ has come
[04:17.04] Mob's on the street who want blood
[04:19.79] Taken by flames, rattling their cages
[04:27.33]