ALBUM REVIEW: Static Dress – Rouge Carpet Disaster
Nails pressed through beggars hands.
Nails pressed through beggars hands.
A system of beliefs disguised as religion, an alliance of wealth supported by sheep.
It hurts to love and leave, I don’t love you lеss.
Feed me poison just to feel alive.
Save, The Few, Condemned to prove.
*ambient acoustic/electric guitar noises*
I’ve been burned before So can you blame me When I close the door?
Proud to be who I am – I refuse – unashamed
Nobody knows we’re empty so we fake it.