Wormwood

The Acacia Strain Wormwood Album

1.Beast

We all come from broken homes, broken hearts and broken bones*
We will live and die alone, we will live and die alone
Welcome to the end, tonight we will descend
We might not be enemies, but we cannot be friends
I want to go on record and say that I want to live to see the
day
Where the world screams gasping for air, unanswered cries
because nobody cares
I want to breathe my final breath knowing you died a painful
death
The fucking world is an ugly place, but I will die with a smile
on my face
My life is a shooting range, people never change
My life is a shooting range, people never change
We all come from broken homes, broken hearts and broken bones
We will live and die alone, we will live and die alone
Welcome to the end, tonight we will descend
We might not be enemies, but we cannot be friends
My life is a shooting range, people never change
My life is a shooting range, people never change
My life is a shooting range, people never change
My life is a shooting range, people never change