Lirama

Leeches, like leeches
Ignorance we trust

If you say this way
I will take that way
Fuel for the fire on which I thrive

Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech (I know)
You'll be forgotten and gone

It burns
It rips
It hurts
They make you bleed your turn
The chance of a lifetime, how does it feel to be alive?
Leeches

They preach to us
Where's the wisdom from blocked minds

Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech (I know)
You'll be forgotten and gone

It burns
It rips
It hurts

Let's hear it for the bullet
That can't be heard
Pray to yours that I steal

Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech
You'll be forgotten and gone

It burns
It rips
It hurts
They made you believe
Your turn (It hurts)
The chance of a lifetime
How does it feel to be alive?