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Andrew Bailey - Needles Lyrics

As we run
I light life
Around the ground

I'ma die while-
The endless crowd makes me really get alive
Run this down like you're really going to die
Masses aren't even crying, it's your past that I admire
Burn this up again and make your record run red

Criticize us all again [?] lie
[?] the end of God

The masses aren't even
The brain of a victim
To rules at all costs
Slaughtered by God!
A dream has nothing
The full lives running
Pain of another day
You have to run yet again!

The endless crowd makes me really get alive
Run this down like you're really going to die
Masses aren't even crying, it's your past that I admire
Burn this up again and make your record run red
Criticize us all again [?] lie
[?] the end of God

The masses aren't even
The brain of a victim
To rules at all costs
Slaughtered by God!
The dream has nothing
The full lives running
Pain of another day
You have to run yet again!

The endless crowd makes me really get alive
Run this down like you're really going to die
Masses aren't even crying, it's your past that I admire
Burn this up again and make your record run red

Criticize us all again [?] lie
[?] the end of God

Soon, here we fall now
Divided in truth, we're lost
To a petrified way of life
We lose, we stand for nothing
Inside we wish we were
Something above this
Above this
Above this
Fear we stand for something more!
Rest
Lie, but your eyes-
Lie, but your eyes-
Lie, but your eyes-

Soon, here we fall now
Divided in truth, we're lost
To a petrified way of life
We lose, we stand for nothing
Inside we wish we were
Something above this
Above this
Above this
Fear we stand for nothing more!
Rest

Lie, but your eyes-
Lie, but your eyes-
Lie, but your eyes-

[?]

[?]

So we're no more
So we're
So we're no more
So we're
Look at the ground
Look back at us
Look at the flash
Look back at the cancer

(He has fallen into shadows)

Falling down, under these needles
Deeper we sink into a hole
Falling down, under these needles
Deeper we sink into a hole

Ripe
Let the loathing harvest
Ripe
Let the loathing harvest
Ripe
Let the loathing harvest
Ripe
Let the loathing harvest

(Ripe)
Falling, falling, falling
(Ripe)
Under the net
(Ripe)
Falling, falling, falling under
Below life