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Narcissist

from From South of the Angels by yōkai

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Not a puppet to master,
tug the strings of willful ignorance.
Happy home turned to shackles,
The ties that tear you limb from limb.
Boil the fear into anguish.
Its the classic bait & switch.
Half way down no doubt forgot,
Which is which.

I am the dividends
sick of your influence,
It’s eye for an eye.

It makes no difference
guilty or innocent,
It’s life for a life.

Will you make it make sense ?
When I’m all out of hope.
Tug on these strings,
Tie the thread to your throat.
Will you make it make sense ?
When I’m all out of hope.
I’ll Tug on these strings,
I’ll cut the rope.
Cut the rope
Cut the rope
Cut the rope

Were they words of a jackal?
Or the pride of an angel witch?
Half way down no doubt forgot,
Which is which
Which is which
Half way down no doubt that narcissist witch.

All this pain it makes no sense,
weaved true through your fingers
Pull the line, retrace my steps.
Vengeance delivered.

credits

from From South of the Angels, track released January 20, 2022
Drums: Jairo Avila
Bass: Hector Rivera
Guitar:John Vallejo
Guitar: Daniel Mendoza
Vocals: Daniel Ortiz

Recorded and Mixed by Taylor Young at The Pit Recording Studios in Van Nuys,CA
Mastered at Audiosiege by Brad Boatright

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