Texty: Crossbreed. Underlined.

Practicing the silence
Muting all the sounds you hear
Someone's getting violent
Cutting off all the ends you steal

Signs of forward progress
Still wrapped tight inside and sealed
Free me from this madness
And I'll never look back to heal

Silence in your sleep
And people they are weak
Cutting all connections
That led you two to speak

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Practicing the silence
Underlined from all your pain
Slowly slipping backwards
Calling out Gods name in vain

Signs of forward progress
Chanting that you're almost free
You whispered to me
And told me that your life wasn't me

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Another day and another weak
Type of death is a disease
So damn blind and so am I
Your underlined

Another day and another weak
Type of death is a disease
So damn blind and so am I
Your underlined

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Turn away, turn away
Turn away, turn away

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Death is a disease
People they believe
Almost out of time
I said your underlined

Death is a disease
Death is a disease
Death is a disease
I said your underlined