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the builders and the butchers - watching the world lyrics

i’ll wait until my lungs are still
im writing up my final will
and every breath i take will turn to dust
like bones under the b-st-rd sun
a shaking hand a loaded gun and all the train cars slowly turn to rust
 oh your choking down your final bitter pill
im sitting on top a hill, sitting on top of a hill to watch the world burn
watch the world burn x2
no stopping til you reach the goal of saving every sorry soul
a priest is just a salesman dressed in black
and the words a falling from your pen you might not speak them out again
but you sure as h-ll can’t ever take em back
oh your sweating bullets only standing still
im sitting on top…..
i’ll wait until my lungs are still
im writing up my final will
and every breath i take will turn to dust
and the bones are showing neith your skin
you’ll never see your home again
your broken bones are scattered in the mud
oh your choking down your final bitter pill
no stopping til you reach the goal
of a million sheep in to the fold
a priest is just a shepherd dressed in black
and the words are falling from your pen
you’ll never speak them out again
and your words will have you strung up on the rack
and your sweating bullets only standing still
im sitting on top….. 4x

- the builders and the butchers lyrics

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