studio audience

Oh how I wish, My sleep would be safe Come and take a seat to a first class show of your own deceit You did this, it's your fault This violence has no end I'll bleed violet on your grave Till quietness fills this place Till quietness fills this place I'll pull the skin from my bones Just to watch you smile Swayed by the brutality of your swing Cough it up from your throat Act through the presence of the fear (Fear) Your worst desires will all come true Take the time to remember this face Won't stay in one place Trace it back to the place to displaced You're not in the right headspace God you're a fucking bore Won't you give me some more Cry for the encore, but I'm done for They'll fall for your tricks Look for your candour Is this really, what you stand for? Is this really what you stand for? For Is this really what you stand for? Is this really what you stand for? Is this really what you stand for?