We are the epidemic Our complacent God ridden family You hold me fixed Like a corpse Inanimate The quiet leech You hold me Like a loving fear The quiet leech Draining, draining The emotional trench Swollen Our dream Undoing ourselves in His design
We are the epidemic Our complacent God ridden family You hold me fixed Like a corpse Inanimate The quiet leech You hold me Like a loving fear The quiet leech Draining, draining The emotional trench Swollen Our dream Undoing ourselves in His design