Abandon everything
Abort your social mission
Admit that you're not smart enough to know your own position
Allow yourself to breathe
Attempt to live a little
Assume that you're too dumb to know this dust will never settle
Apologize move on
Escape this modern drama
Appreciate evaluate and wait for modest trauma
Apocalyptic scars
Apocalyptic bruises
Apocalypse is 'round the corner but we're busy mourning corpses of our former selves
It sells itself
For every summer of blood
There's a winter to bleed you dry
For every a valley that floods
There's a mountain too high to climb
For every desert there's death
For every city there's writing on
The proverbial walls
That'll fail to be seen
Abandon everything
Abort your social mission
Admit that you're not smart enough to know your own position
Allow yourself to breathe
Attempt to live a little
Assume that you're too dumb to know this dust will never settle
Apologize move on
Escape this modern drama
Appreciate evaluate and wait for modest trauma
Apocalyptic scars
Apocalyptic bruises
Apocalypse is 'round the corner but we're busy mourning corpses of our former selves
It sells itself
Why am I always bleating like a goat in heat
Why do I always beat dead horses for a ride
Oh why
Is it because I never I lived my life the way you wanted me to
Is it because I'm not afraid to leave the trees for the street less taken
The way the world's right now I think I'd rather die
Then take your advice and try to make it on my own
Summer of Blood - Apocalypse Scars Lyrics
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Abandon everything
Abort your social mission
Admit that you're not smart enough to know your own position
Allow yourself to breathe
Attempt to live a little
Assume that you're too dumb to know this dust will never settle
Apologize move on
Escape this modern drama
Appreciate evaluate and wait for modest trauma
Apocalyptic scars
Apocalyptic bruises
Apocalypse is 'round the corner but we're busy mourning corpses of our former selves
It sells itself
For every summer of blood
There's a winter to bleed you dry
For every a valley that floods
There's a mountain too high to climb
For every desert there's death
For every city there's writing on
The proverbial walls
That'll fail to be seen
Abandon everything
Abort your social mission
Admit that you're not smart enough to know your own position
Allow yourself to breathe
Attempt to live a little
Assume that you're too dumb to know this dust will never settle
Apologize move on
Escape this modern drama
Appreciate evaluate and wait for modest trauma
Apocalyptic scars
Apocalyptic bruises
Apocalypse is 'round the corner but we're busy mourning corpses of our former selves
It sells itself
Why am I always bleating like a goat in heat
Why do I always beat dead horses for a ride
Oh why
Is it because I never I lived my life the way you wanted me to
Is it because I'm not afraid to leave the trees for the street less taken
The way the world's right now I think I'd rather die
Then take your advice and try to make it on my own
Abort your social mission
Admit that you're not smart enough to know your own position
Allow yourself to breathe
Attempt to live a little
Assume that you're too dumb to know this dust will never settle
Apologize move on
Escape this modern drama
Appreciate evaluate and wait for modest trauma
Apocalyptic scars
Apocalyptic bruises
Apocalypse is 'round the corner but we're busy mourning corpses of our former selves
It sells itself
For every summer of blood
There's a winter to bleed you dry
For every a valley that floods
There's a mountain too high to climb
For every desert there's death
For every city there's writing on
The proverbial walls
That'll fail to be seen
Abandon everything
Abort your social mission
Admit that you're not smart enough to know your own position
Allow yourself to breathe
Attempt to live a little
Assume that you're too dumb to know this dust will never settle
Apologize move on
Escape this modern drama
Appreciate evaluate and wait for modest trauma
Apocalyptic scars
Apocalyptic bruises
Apocalypse is 'round the corner but we're busy mourning corpses of our former selves
It sells itself
Why am I always bleating like a goat in heat
Why do I always beat dead horses for a ride
Oh why
Is it because I never I lived my life the way you wanted me to
Is it because I'm not afraid to leave the trees for the street less taken
The way the world's right now I think I'd rather die
Then take your advice and try to make it on my own
Writer: JESSE EVERHART, RYAN RICHARDSON, SEAN MCCALL, SONNY DECARLO, TOPHER BRADSHAW
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Performed By: Summer of Blood
Language: English
Length: 8:04
Written by: JESSE EVERHART, RYAN RICHARDSON, SEAN MCCALL, SONNY DECARLO, TOPHER BRADSHAW