Wait for Me Now - Unjust

Opening scenes

Dirty laundry

Bullets shines under her lids

Reckoning feels

Taste her mind oils

Burning up in her world again

Wait for me now

I can scream for more.

who’s to win

Wait for me now

Lack of visions

Taste so dirty

The eyes at night examine her skin

Immaculate dreams

Open fire

Stains the sheets to hide her shame

I can scream for more.

who’s to win

Wait for me now

I can scream for life to begin

Wait for me now

Can you feel it

Can you feel the same

Will your always like

Who it is

Wait for me now

I can scream for more.

who’s to win

Wait for me now

I can scream for life to begin

Wait for me now

Chosen barmaids

Lick the tables

In the crux of all their shattered hearts

Now we are.

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We are.

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Desperate mothers

In their fables

Overpainted

Dressed like death breathing whores

Now we are.

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We are.

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Fading starlights

Vain and labeled

Cries of purpose

In their blackened arms

Now we are.

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We are.

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