Well she is waking up
And she is finding out
She has no pulse.
Just like her God that she is trying to sell,
But she ain't bought.
Her lion is scared because he is finding
Out she's waking up
And he can't stop breaking down
And fading out as she gets up.
Well. She looks around,
Ariel you have no pulse.
Much like your religion,
But it is fine. Just fake it.
The wrath of God's grace
Is but an ocean to a child
Writer(s): John Terry, Joshua Scogin, Jake Howard, Daniel Eaton
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