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• Artiste: Mori Calliope
• Titre: Cult Following
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Cut your other ties This ain't the only battlefield I can televise Ego is a normal, so put the camera down and face it They went and got complacent Coming in with me You say you stand for nothing, no one else can relate Just know the company you keep is in the business of hate Are you afraid to run away? I'm close to getting deeper I'll be dancing on my own in a bulletproof vest Going: "shit, shit, shit", oh, baby, did you mind? This ricochet, ricochet You can think about me anytime of any day Forget your sweet fights, this a trench war I'll make you march, march, march 'til you hit the floor Getting thirsty for collision, let them wonder what they're missing In the front row, block low, now, here we go (Yeah, here we go!) We got a lifeline, it's a call to arms Become the reason beyond forgiven, make a decision If you're looking for permission to riot, you got it wrong Say goodbye to your identity, click, flash, now you belong The situation isn't fluid at all Took out my reddest paints and Marcos and I ruined the wall It's not that complicated I could choose to run but I crawl To slit the ankles of the skeptics, who are wishing we fall I'll be dancing on my own in a bulletproof vest Going: "shoot, shoot, shoot" oh, baby, did you mind? This ricochet, ricochet You can think about me anytime of any day Forget your sweet fights, this a trench war I'll make you march, march, march 'til you hit the floor Getting thirsty for collision, let them wonder what they're missing In the front row, block low, now, here we go (Yeah, here we go!) We got a lifeline, it's a call to arms Become the reason beyond forgiven, make a decision If you're looking for permission to riot, you got it wrong Say goodbye to your identity, click, flash, now you belong I'll be dancing on my own in a bulletproof vest Make a "shoot, shoot, shoot" and I'll see you shoot the best Fighting all battles never came too well They go "Ready, set, rage" then they follow us to hell Finger on the trigger, about to cock it and run Got a lyric in the chamber but I'm aiming my own gun Forget your sweet fights, this a trench war I'll make you march, march, march 'til you hit the floor Getting thirsty for collision, let them wonder what they're missing In the front row, block low, now, here we go (Yeah, here we go!) We got a lifeline, it's a call to arms Become the reason beyond forgiven, make a decision If you're looking for permission to riot, you got it wrong Say goodbye to your identity, click, flash, now you belong Let them riot onward again Stand for nothing, play the coward Stand for someone you'll devour It's a sick and twist to miscreates existence Let them ride it onward again, yeah Stand for nothing, play the coward Stand for someone you'll devour It's a sick and twist to miscreates existence