Course Of Empire - Breed lyrics

The things I need are love and greed, greed Tonight I want somewhere to be All I am can only be if I cede To the first man born to breed My faces argue here with me, the people sleep I enter, intervene between It serves a higher will than me The will to k** the need to — Breed with me Breed with This is the voice that lives in your head These are the years you've taken to bed Open your arms and I'll give them to you We're all in the chopping grounds Breed with me Breed with me Some days I crawl down in between Some days I'm living in a dream Over the counter and onto the pew I've got the colors of everything new Hold out your arms and I'll give it to you And it's blue Blue