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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Emanuel
Emanuel
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryan Michael Whiteman
Bryan Michael Whiteman
Composer
Anthony Lee Brock
Anthony Lee Brock
Composer
Mathew Jerome Barber
Mathew Jerome Barber
Composer
Matthew Scott Breen
Matthew Scott Breen
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Machine
Machine
Producer

Lyrics

Brother we stick together, we fall apart
While we haunt these hollow halls
Inside her father's residence
Empty heads fill crowded rooms
I can hear my own spine crack
I keep my collar up and wear a lion's mask
I feel their stares, they violate me
Bodies pile in, suffocating
Firewalk the coals, there's no turning back
Once you're gone
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive, I'm alive
And now were faster than fashion when fascism's in
And its never out of style, no xeroxicide
You smell like sex and cigarettes
This moment is a blur
Everyone hold down your favorite girl
I feel their stares, they violate me
Bodies pile in, suffocating
Firewalk the coals, there's no turning back
Once you're gone
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive, I'm alive
And now were faster than fashion when fascism's in
And its never out of style, no xeroxicide
Brother we stick together, we fall apart
While we haunt these hollow
Brother we stick together, we fall apart
Meet by the back door, run for our social lives
Sell your soul, revive, I'm alive
And now were faster than fashion when fascism's in
And its never out of style
Xeroxicide, xeroxicide, xeroxicide
Written by: Anthony Lee Brock, Bryan Michael Whiteman, Mathew Jerome Barber, Matthew Scott Breen
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