Letras:
Consumed Out On Your Own

There's no need to pay The money's on its way We don't want you coming home Out on your own, always alone Looks like you've made your own bed Made a

memories of play the role to your part librarian find me the pole the one that kicks your head in with my own time role your own innocence by grab on

: The day your door is closed The echoes fill your soul It won't say which way to go Just trust your heart To find what you're here for Open another

be no one else Won't trip out on disappointment 'Cause failure is just not me Still I gotta do my job 'Cause you know my show can't go on without me

in my own humble estimation I love the planet The great benign she-wolf Benefactor Spinning gently on towards the red giant four aeons hence When all the rose gardens are consumed

of damnation. Unease filtered through chemical haze (You're so far gone.) Sole purveyor of your own unrest. Go cry on the shoulder of your god (You're

though I'm just chasing selfish ambition couldn't tell your boy naything watch out all you rappers cause they filling Lecrae in but I was sleeping on

, as hindsight's perspectives settle in and unwinds the time.... It dawns on me, that for which my life is sold It dawns on me that only one could have

, Heaven's closed , Hell's sold out. So I walk on the earth, behind the curtains, hidden from everyone, Until I find a new life to ruin again On this