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Thrice
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All The World Is Mad
Lyricist:Edward Carrington Breckenridge, James Riley Breckenridge, Dustin Michael Kensrue, Teppei Teranishi
We are saints made of plaster, our laughter is canned We are demons that hide in the mirror But the blood on our hands Paints a picture exceedingly clear
We are brimming with cumbersome, murderous greed And malevolence deep and profound We do unspeakable deeds Does our wickedness know any bounds
Something's gone terribly wrong with everyone All the world is mad Darkness brings terrible things the sun is gone What vanity, our sad, wretched fires
We can't medicate man to perfection again We can't legislate peace in our hearts We can't educate sin from our souls It's been there from the start
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Blind lead the blind into bottomless pits Still we smile and deny That we're cursed but of all our iniquities Ignorance may be the worst
Something's gone terribly wrong with everyone All the world is mad Darkness brings terrible things the sun is gone What vanity, our sad, wretched fires
Oh, what little light we have It only serves to show The snares and seeds of wrath We have already sewn on every path
Something's gone terribly wrong with everyone All the world is mad Darkness brings terrible things the sun is gone What vanity, our sad, wretched fires
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