Sixteen, oh holy day
Your time has come and passed
The rapture we've been waiting for
Has come to us at last
Sixteen for every fake
Sixteen to every whore
Wipe that dirt from off your face
Sixteen is at your doorOh, voiceless, wasted
You soaked your heart in gasoline
Now light it up and burnThe same cycle ever-turning you is calling
It's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight
It always, it always willYou take the name of love divine
And drag it through your blood
Now turn to face what you have made
And mourn what you have doneOh, voiceless, wasted
You soaked your heart in gasoline
Now light it up and burn
Voiceless, wasted
I came this far to drag you down
And watch you take your turnThe same cycle ever-turning you is calling
It's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight
It always, it always willFarewell to false pretension
Farewell to hollow words
Farewell to fake affection
Farewell, tomorrow burnsFarewell to false pretension
Farewell to hollow words
Farewell to fake affection
Farewell, tomorrow burnsThe same cycle ever-turning you is calling
It's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight
It always, it always willThe same cycle ever-turning you is calling
It's calling
The scene is begging for a grave tonight
It always, it always will
Songwriters
CLARK, STEPHEN/DAVIS, ELLIOTPublished by
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