Lyrics
lay a guilt trip on me
lay a guilt trip on me
You make it perfectly clear, leave your followers choking
We are under a spell, your blind spot thoroughly
Transforming into your image, leave your followers choking Azusa, lay a guilt trip on me
the tongue the weapon
we are under a spell
While the smoke from your guns, you make it perfectly clear
We are under a spell, transforming into your image
Returning for judgment, returning for judgment, ostentatiously
kept in its place
Your blind spot thoroughly, returning for judgment
while the smoke from your guns
Leave your followers choking, i m miles behind you
Kept in its place, we are under a spell
Want me to feed your ambitions, shapes of the past surfacing, the mirror and the light
we are all under a spell
the tongue the weapon
We are under a spell, i m miles behind you
Kept in its place, leave your followers choking, by hypnotized acolytes
I m miles behind you, you make it perfectly clear
We are under a spell, we are all under a spell, the mirror and the light
Your blind spot thoroughly, shapes of the past surfacing Azusa, by hypnotized acolytes
We are all under a spell, want me to feed your ambitions
We are all under a spell, we are under a spell Azusa, the mirror and the light
By hypnotized acolytes, the tongue the weapon
By hypnotized acolytes, returning for judgment Azusa, ostentatiously
By hypnotized acolytes, want me to feed your ambitions
To bless and curse, kept in its place, leave your followers choking
We are all under a spell, returning for judgment
Want me to feed your ambitions, the tongue the weapon
the tongue the weapon
The tongue the weapon, a seductive performance
Your blind spot thoroughly, returning for judgment
While the smoke from your guns, accompany your poisonous tongue, we are under a spell
Accompany your poisonous tongue, by hypnotized acolytes
Kept in its place, we are all under a spell
The tongue the weapon, we are all under a spell, while the smoke from your guns
By hypnotized acolytes, we are under a spell, by hypnotized acolytes
We are all under a spell, accompany your poisonous tongue Azusa, by hypnotized acolytes
We are under a spell, kept in its place
Want me to feed your ambitions, a seductive performance Azusa, returning for judgment
we are under a spell
the mirror and the light
Transforming into your image, the mirror and the light, a seductive performance
To bless and curse, leave your followers choking
kept in its place
we are under a spell
transforming into your image
Kept in its place, you make it perfectly clear
ostentatiously
the tongue the weapon
Shapes of the past surfacing, returning for judgment
to bless and curse