Throcyte - Degenerate

We bystand as innocence hangs
The guilt in you says to sit and lay back
Observe the baroque of model poverty
I could whistle for help and scream
But there's no help left for me

Misplaced
Defaced
Deranged
Lost

Whatever you are, you won't change anything
Years pass by and tell me everything
We degenerate
We degenarate

Desperate affection, my smile is your infection
I kneel before my greed, my lust and gluttony
My manners of chivalry refer to me as dead
But my head had told me to leave it all instead

Misplaced
Defaced
Deranged
Lost

Whatever you are, you won't change anything
Years pass by and tell me everything
We degenerate
We degenarate

I've dragged you to this room
Just to show what you've let others make of you
And no insisting, forgiving or bleeding
Can't change what you're seeing or feeling about me
It's the truth
It's truth
It's truth
It's truth - we degenerate
We degenerate

Written by:
Artur Anson, Kaspar Kull, Rainer heinsar

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