Walking Home letra

I'm here to wrap my hands around society's neck.
Slowly slip away against a lifeless grip.
A long painful death is what you deserve.
Open your mouth, bite the fucking curb.
Born into a vicious circle, you learn to cut at the throat.
Watching people lining up in tight single file rows,
I still revolve around a world I choose to cut off.
One nation under God over a burning cross.

Ceremony - Letras

• A Blight On Mental Health
• Adult
• All The Time
• Birth. Conspire. Be. Upset.
• Brace Yourself
• Carrying Flowers
• Citizen
• Community Service
• Crucifixion
• Dead Moon California (Midnight in Solitude)
• Don't Touch Me
• Entropy: No Meaning Is Also An Answer
• Eraser Making Its Way Its Only Job
• Every Corner a Liquor Store
• Fading Sounds of Your Life
• He-God-Has Favored Our Undertakings
• Hotel
• Hysteria
• I Want to Put This to an End
• In Facile
• It Rained Today Inside My Head
• It's Going to Be a Cold Winter
• Kersed
• Learn / Without
• Living Hell
• M.C.D.F.
• Making With Stale Air
• Mothers and Fathers
• Moving Principle
• Nigh To Life
• Nosebleed
• Open Head
• Ordinary People
• Parade The Insane
• Plutocratic Swine Rake
• Pressure's On
• Quarantine
• Repeating The Circle
• Sick
• Someday
• Terminal Addiction
• The Difference Between Looking and Seeing
• The Doldrums (Friendly City)
• The Lines In My Forhead
• The Pathos
• This Is My War
• Throwing Bricks
• Troubled Waters
• Twenty-Four Hour Fever Watch
• Uneven Pavement
• Video
• Walking Home
• World Blue
• You're All the Same
• Your Life In France