Mayflies Lyrics - Left For Dead - Wussy

Take this bread and take this cup, it's no fun being runner up 

Never meant to be so mean, first time comes for everything 

Like this blood on my hands and the mark on my head 

And the memory of someone I left for dead 

Angels just won't let it be, always picking fights with me 

Catch your tiger by the heel, trade it for a solid meal 

And the clothes on your back and this voice in my head 

And the memory of someone I left for dead 

Mayflies cloud the summer skies, flying fast to their demise 

Spindle legged against the sun, guess you're not the only one 

With this blood on my hands and this voice in my head 

And the memory of someone I left for dead. 

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