It's like I said
You won't believe what I've done
You won't believe what I've done
You won't feel it bite down, the black tusk into the chest
Or the teeth that it left in the wound
Amputate. You brought this on yourself
You brought this on yourself
So bring me the feast that I already consumed
The paradox rejected
I care for nothing new
I care for nothing
Cursed is the land in need of heroes for liars
It's all coming down
It's like you said, it's like you said
Woe to you
I heard the lie that told a deeper truth and rendered conversations useless
It's like I said, it's like I said
Woe to you
Just like I said
Forever without end
None of you seem to understand
I'm not buried with you
I'm not buried with you
It's you buried down here with me
Burned is that fear that is burned
You won't believe what I've done
You won't believe what I've done
You won't feel it bite down, the black tusk into the chest
Or the teeth that it left in the wound
Cover your hands (your hands)
So the world won't burn so bad
Cover your head (your head)
So the world won't feel so cold
Break the world in half so the ground won't shake so hard
Pulverizing!
Pulverizing!
Forever without end...
Cursed is the land in need of heroes for liars
It's all coming down
It's like you said, it's like you said
Woe to you
I heard the lie that told a deeper truth and rendered conversations useless
It's like I said, it's like I said
Woe to you
Just like I said
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