Lyric Context Universe
before they call it rape
everything that we create
seems to get thrown in our face
before they call it rape
everything that we create
seems to get thrown in our face
wrap around my neck like a vine that wont decay
everything that we create they destroy in the end
we will not fall silent our presence will be known
wrap around my neck like a vine that wont decay
everything that we create they destroy in the end
we will not fall silent our presence will be known