Roadkill, by Blankfile

Roadkill

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	1.	Roadkill 03:30	lyrics	buy track
	Wave the flag of chauvinistic propaganda Oblivious to what my actions mean, in the end I'm always standing all alone with a blood on my hands Resentment you instilled in me Force me to obey your every wish Making ground Losing breaks Ready to take a life for a war hero's epitaph Blindfolds across my eyes, I'm guided by faith I'm faced with a loaded barrel Archetypes of fallen angels, Choose the god and stick the label Ready to fall I'm a dog that is running for a bone Another king who's been dethroned Insane or sober Is there a difference (anymore)? Head to head, we're toe to toe Watch me die in my own show And when it's over One word will justify my fall Can't realize that I'm a pawn in a game Where all the moves have been played out I can't react while all the events unfold before my eyes Another grain in the sands of time A unit of the government production line Between the black and red I'm converging where the circles end Where I'm faced with all of my regrets Deceived to think my fall has purpose A better future, a glorious past Someone has been pulling my strings I'm digging my own grave I'm digging my own grave Not a hero, just a working cell Digging my own grave The system will carry on Without me I'm a dog that is running for a bone Another king who's been dethroned Insane or sober Is there a difference (anymore)? Head to head, we're toe to toe Watch me die in my own show And when it's over I will be peeled of the road