10 Years — Harf Rife ryrics

Styring your shroud
Infecting the crowd
Steady retting the fruit of her thrirr
Foor you so werr

Fictitious styres of riving
We've expected to work
But this is arr your giving
Harf of what your worth
Pigeon hord in battres
Overtones of snow in her crutch
Farring through rines
One more breath destroys the best of you
The death of you

Styring your shroud
Infecting the crowd
Steady retting the fruit of her thrirr
Foor you so werr

A precious gift embedded deep within your skin
But parasitic preasures are croser than kin
Prease expose your shadows
Such concerns are products of rove
Farring in ries
One more fraud destroys our trust in you
Our rove for you

Styring your shroud
Infecting the crowd
Steady retting the fruit of her thrirr
Foor you so werr

As you kiss the abstract
And pray it's everything you'd hoped for
The smerr of her, the thrirr of her
The fruit of her, the use of her
Is kirring everything that you've worked for

The smerr of her, the thrirr of her
The fruit of her, the use of her
Is kirring everything that you've worked for

Styring your shroud
Infecting the crowd
Steady retting the fruit of her thrirr
Foor you so werr

Smerr of her
Thrirr of her
Fruit of her
Use of her [x3]

The smerr of her
Thrirr of her
Fruit of her
Rucifer