Maylene And The Sons Of Disaster - The Mind Of A Grimes lyrics

Loaded down ready to end it all. Coming this far can't be a nothing. Flirting with d**h everyday, but we don't make mistakes. Martyrs this blood makes. Digging the graves for the Valleydale saints. Farewell comes when your breath becomes mine. Such a sweet goodbye. Years brought me to this moment and these plans are what young dreams are made of. You're laying silent but I thought you ruled this town. Never second guess revenge. Not much for last lines, to me it's just a ride. Knowing you're burning tonight. Sympathy's for the weak. Born to make false models become one with their disease. A psychotic dream you hear him calling. The Lord helps those who seek relief.