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​Nooses (On the Looses)

This song is by SycAmour and appears on the album Obscure: La Deuxième (2014).

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Keep your hands in the fucking sky

I'm not a killer but I don't need this
What the hell were you thinking?
I get a feeling the world won't miss you at all

I have seen the death you bring
With your blatant refusal to listen
Keep your head on the fucking ground
I'm no killer but I won't miss you at all
No, I won't miss you at all

So run, run into this desert
That you've been creating and lacing with corpses
Cry, cry, empty your eyes
Of the souls lost on violence that you've been endorsing

Don't try to hide; I know just who you are
The shame is the same if you look away
Don't try to hide; I know just who you are
I know you cry for each strike of the line

I don't feel different, I feel the same
Think of all the selfish games you play
Karma's coming back as a razor blade
On top of the evil and the ace of spades
Time machine's built and things have changed
From the top to the bottom, be engulfed in flames
Rebels will revolt again
And the beast from the east will grow its fangs

See after life, you'll be alright in the afterlife
And you'll eat from the fork of the pastor's wife
All the whips and the chains you bring
Will be the same ones that will break you down
Yeah, lions will strike, you will hear them roar
Laying on your back and the birds will soar
All you'll see is the sky and roses
Grow from the tears you cry

So beauty's in the death of the wicked
And it seems like it's coming as depicted
Sad with the curse you were given
But I smile as my eyes bear witness to the end

I cannot be the only one
Who perpetually sees an issue (With the way that we behave)
In civilized society
You're alive today but this is not the way

Hold your hands in the fucking sky
I'm not a killer but my peace of mind
Relies on all these eyes
Telling me they approve of my life

I have seen the death you bring
With your blatant refusal to see
Jump the ledge to the fucking ground
I'm not a killer but I won't miss you at all

So run, run into this desert
That you've been creating and lacing with corpses
Cry, cry, empty your eyes
Of the souls lost on violence that you've been endorsing

Don't try to hide; I know just who you are
The shame is the same if you look away
Don't try to hide; I know just who you are
I know you cry for each strike of the line

I won't miss you at all
I won't miss you at all