Nooses (On The Looses) - Sycamour

Fucking sky

I’m not a killer but I don’t need this

What the hell were you thinking?

I get a feeling the world won’t miss you at all

I have seen the death you bring

With your blatant refusal to listen

Keep your head on the fucking ground

I’m no killer but I won’t miss you at all

I won’t miss you at all

I won’t miss you

So run, run

Into this desert that you’ve been creating

And lacing with corpses

Cry, cry

Empty your eyes of the souls lost on violence

That you’ve been endorsing

Don’t try to hide, I know just who you are

The shame is the same if you look away

Don’t try to hide, I know just who you are

I know you cry for each strike of the line

I don’t feel different, I feel the same

Think of all the selfish games you play

Karma’s coming back as a razor blade

On top of the evil and the ace of spades

Time machine’s built and things have changed

From the top to the bottom be engulfed in flames

Rebels will revolt again

And the beast from the east will grow its fangs

See after life, you’ll be alright in the afterlife

And you’ll eat from the fork of the pastor’s wife

All the whips and the chains you bring

Will be the same ones that will break you down

Lions will strike, you’ll hear them roar

Laying on your back and the birds will soar

All you’ll see is the sky and roses grow from the tears you cry

So beauty’s in the death of the wicked

And it seems like it’s coming as depicted

Sad with the curse you were given

But I smile as my eyes bear witness to the end

I cannot be the only one

Who perpetually sees an issue

With the way that we behave

In civilized society

You’re alive today, but this is not the way

Hold your hands in the fucking sky

I’m not a killer but my peace of mind

Relies on all these eyes

Telling me they approve of my life

I have seen the death you bring

With your blatant refusal to see

Jump the ledge to the fucking ground

I’m not a killer but I won’t miss you at all

So run, run

Into this desert that you’ve been creating

And lacing with corpses

Cry, cry

Empty your eyes of the souls lost on violence

That you’ve been endorsing

Don’t try to hide;

I know just who you are

The shame is the same if you look away

Don’t try to hide;

I know just who you are

I know you cry for each strike of the line

I won’t miss you at all

I won’t miss you