Village

All the pretty people in the village
Decimation unknown
Hesitate to take in the pretty colors
I can feel the cold wind blow

We will walk to see what's left out there
Swallowing pride to my demise
There is nothing you can do about your rights
Feel the pain shooting in your side

I've been kept out of disaster
By my right-hand man
Sit on my shoulder
Congregate,
Get older
He wants me alive
It's my god given right
But you see I don't go by the plan

Can you put truth to test
I haven't made the arrangements
Every morning I seem to forget
When I wake up stiff and cold
God please keep me withered and old
You've arrived just in time
Too bad my strife won't keep me alive

It doesn't phase me
It doesn't phase me
It doesn't phase me
It doesn't phase me

Left you right here
I feel
Left you right here
I feel
Left here right here
I feel
Left here right here