Gla**jaw - Babe lyrics

I exclude light and wash my hands of you. By larger being devoured, Leaving only me to improve. Weep. Don't f**ing weep. Your weak eyes cry tears of the week. Weep. Catch up with the sheep. It's a sacrilegious ceremony. New flavor of the week. Nothing's sacred in the faces of the soulless (that you're made into). You're raptured by a guilty stifle down. "And what I'll do Is mess you up and lie to you." Look at you You know it's true. It's a field trip to Hollywood Babylon. But I'm Not Coming. No.