Omen - Tigercub

Inside I’m bent and broken

You’re still my wake up call

My sickness and my high

I’ll be you sycophant, Samaritan, cadaver in the hall

In spite I’m stuck on silent

The further we can drift

The better I will fit

I’ll try to make amends

Pretend we’re dead

A life spent

Waitin' for an omen

Until the mornin'

Waitin' for an omen

To fix you when you’re broken

To fix you in the moment

Fade into dust

With all the blood of the young

I’ll burn your rope your old false idols

Donate a pound of flesh

Repay our future debt

Bail out a system formed before I was born

A life spent

Waitin' for an omen

Until the mornin'

Waitin' for an omen

To fix you when you’re broken

To fix you in the moment

Fade into dust

With all the blood of the young

I worship capital

The one true god

A life spent

Waitin' for an omen

Until the mornin'

Waitin' for an omen

To fix you when you’re broken

To fix you in the moment

Fade into dust

With all the blood of the young