Rosegarden Funeral Party - A Different Kind of Carnage
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{Verse 1}
You wanted me weak
You wanted me sick
You wanted me dying
It used to feel so romantic
I thought it meant love
When you'd watch me cry
And listen to me sing us tears
Fell from my eyes
{Pre-Chorus 1}
And into your reaching hands
I collapse, falling fragile
Coiled and cold fingers
And wrapped in your winter
{Chorus 1}
All of these vultures
Circling a dying thing
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
All these birds of prey
Feeding from the bleeding
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of shamе
{Verse 2}
It would be so easy
To turn this water to firе
It would be so easy
To wage war on the liar
I used to think it was love
To sacrifice for you
I used to think it was love
All this pain I was addicted to
{Pre-Chorus 2}
And out of your reaching hands
I will break and I will stand
Drawing my blade and drawing
Aligning assigned
{Chorus 2}
All of these vultures
Circling a dying thing
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
All these birds of prey
Feeding from the bleeding
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of shame
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
Isn't it a pity?
A different kind of shame
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
Isn't it a pity
To see the innocent slain?
{Verse 1}
You wanted me weak
You wanted me sick
You wanted me dying
It used to feel so romantic
I thought it meant love
When you'd watch me cry
And listen to me sing us tears
Fell from my eyes
{Pre-Chorus 1}
And into your reaching hands
I collapse, falling fragile
Coiled and cold fingers
And wrapped in your winter
{Chorus 1}
All of these vultures
Circling a dying thing
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
All these birds of prey
Feeding from the bleeding
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of shamе
{Verse 2}
It would be so easy
To turn this water to firе
It would be so easy
To wage war on the liar
I used to think it was love
To sacrifice for you
I used to think it was love
All this pain I was addicted to
{Pre-Chorus 2}
And out of your reaching hands
I will break and I will stand
Drawing my blade and drawing
Aligning assigned
{Chorus 2}
All of these vultures
Circling a dying thing
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
All these birds of prey
Feeding from the bleeding
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of shame
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
Isn't it a pity?
A different kind of shame
A different kind of carnage
A different kind of pain
Isn't it a pity
To see the innocent slain?