Folly and the Hunter Vultures song lyrics

This disease in a weakened heart made a nest

What I want from this bottled poison is some rest from this mess

In a dream I was hit so hard that I woke up

In a room beside the empty shell of beauty

That let me down the time before

All these fools keeping score/ settled deep in my pores

Reaching out to the sky as the bass dulls my mind

I give up, I repent, my money is spent

I am rotting to the core

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