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The Bronx

Into The Black

 

Into The Black

(album: Dead Tracks, Vol. 1 - 2019)


I feel like kryptonite
You should run for your life
Somebody's filling me
With toxic energy

Out of the darkness and into the black
Now that I'm heartless, there's no going back

You've been exposed, stripped of your clothes
You're not a man, you've got no skeleton
Your quarantine, sour the scene
Don't blow too hard inside this house of cards

I feel so alien
My mind is pure poison
Don't stand too close to me
You will lose everything

Out of the darkness and into the black

You've been exposed, stripped of your clothes
You're not a man, you've got no skeleton
Your quarantine, sour the scene
Don't blow too hard inside this house of cards

Everybody wants a scapegoat
Sometimes you got to slash your own fuckin throat

You've been exposed, stripped of your clothes
You're not a man, you've got no skeleton
Your quarantine, sour the scene
Don't blow too hard inside this house of cards

I feel like kryptonite
I feel like kryptonite

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