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from By the People, For the People

"Skrying" is track #5 on the album By the People, For the People. It was written by Gray, Chad L. / Mcdonough, Matthew / Tribbett, Greg / Martinie, Ryan.
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"Skrying" is track #5 on the album By the People, For the People. It was written by Gray, Chad L. / Mcdonough, Matthew / Tribbett, Greg / Martinie, Ryan.
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This puzzle's dead inside
Missing pieces growing eyes
Mystery

Little girls severity, little boys beggin' mercy
Sticks break on me, cost of life at 23
Price of pain a broken ring

All crimson, melting body rubber world
Battle axe with locks of curls
Introverted

My cost, the price of a broken doll
Can you remember that place
That place you would go to make things okay

1000 points for insect stings
Glue my spirit, break my wings
Misery

Libido steams infectious whore
Cauterize and forge the sword
Remember killing

Children, learning the secret knock
A nickel to enter that place
That place you would go to make things okay

My cost, the price of a broken doll
Can you remember that place
That place you would go to take pain away

Games of passion taste so sweet
Cut his throat and slaughter meat
My secrets

Seven heads for seven seas
Darkened voices plead disease
Dismembering me

Children, wrestle to seal the bag
Storing it deep in that place
That place you would go and try to escape

Children, learning the secret knock
A nickel to enter that place
That place you would go to make things okay

My cost, the price of a broken doll
Can you remember that place
That place you would go to take pain away

Skrying through reflections in a pool
I see death coming, mowing down
Do you remember the bedroom
Was it your cell or was it your tomb

Skrying through reflections in a pool
I see death coming, mowing down
Do you remember the bedroom
Was it your cell or was it your tomb

You're living in my hell
You're living in my hell

Children, learning the secret knock
A nickel to enter that place
That place you would go to make things okay

My cost, the price of a broken doll
Can you remember that place
That place you would go to take pain away

Songwriters
GRAY, CHAD L. / MCDONOUGH, MATTHEW / TRIBBETT, GREG / MARTINIE, RYAN

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