The All Alones - Judas

This is for all the things that you've done to me
This is for all the things that you've made of me
I'm missing all the pieces you stole from me
All those scars and bruises you gave to me

Rolling like a hog in your own filth
Looking like a dog that we brought to kill
You think with time that it would start to heal
Now all you have to do is stay still

For you have delivered onto me all this pain
and suffering
All just for a bag of silver
I hope you lose your arms and slither into hell

Written by:
Nicholas Brennan, Presley Ridenour

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