Norma Jean Family Bike Wreck Lyrics

You have the kind of conscience to do with waiting
You all were waiting for the slaughter to murder

Murder
Murder
Yeah

You have the kind of conscience to do with waiting

You are the one forgetting the slaughter
You are the one forgetting the slaughter

Woah

The sky belongs to no one
And I've seen your face before

The sky belongs to no one
I've seen your face

The sky belongs to no one
And I've seen your face before

Before