65 Factory Outlets

I won't lay my dreams on your altar of sacrifice / Take it, the!lies that you hold dear no longer affect me / As your life is bought and sold I'll sit back and laugh At your burning, draining, dying world /Dried out, killed, overused; drained of all that you give / Don't expect another contender to be the object of this abuse / I've given up on the dying; it never gave me your peace / Smile big, sit straight now, let go of all your dreams / Bleed yourself dry boy / Bleed it out, suck it in / Bleed yourself on demand / You've made your decision; I've made mine / So you can save your breath selling me on your death / Choose your own death, you're already dead