1. |
Line Them Up
00:24
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Line them up and watch them all fall
Line them up.
Line them up.
Strike my fists against the wall
Watch them spark watch the flame
Play with fire remove my prints
Walk away and watch it burn
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2. |
Bleed Me Dry
00:43
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Fuck who you thought you were
Look inside yourself.
You’ll see that you aren’t worth shit
Worthless, dead and empty
These veins run like roads
Caustic blood it burns
through my system
Bleed me dry so I can be your martyr
Hang me from your cross
Bleed me dry
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3. |
Parasite
00:37
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A fucked up Human condition
Sucking the life from others
You're a waste of oxygen
.
Go fuck yourself.
Don't waste your time on me,
I don't waste mine on you
Holding onto your misery.
The truth was never so clear
Throw away your misery.
Parasite.
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4. |
Gutless
00:22
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Brain dead
Comfortable
Eternal numb
Fear is what holds you back
Sinking
Empty
Gutless
You keep it held tight to your chest
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5. |
Nothing
01:01
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Some things never change
Some already have
I no longer feel pain
Burnt, blistered and black
Push comes to shove
Everything pried apart
Pull out my insides
Never felt so empty
Everything blurs together
I try to forget
Past the point of no return
Nothing left to give
If you were gone tomorrow
I wouldn’t miss a thing
Forgotten by the ones who care
Violence masking shame
The game is mine
I dealt the cards
I’ve seen that look before
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6. |
Wretched Slumber
00:21
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Channel surf the back of your eyelids
Blink away the tears
Force yourself to forget
Commit the sin that you believe
Tie your self up in knots
Once again.
Again….
You walk away
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7. |
Body Bag
00:26
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You don't need air holes
in a body bag
Forever breathing dead air
Laying on your back
And If I opened up my mouth,
you best believe it wouldn't be pretty
Get on your knees you owe me…
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8. |
Committed To Sin
00:41
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Follow the leader
Never an independent thought
Pack mentality
It's like football culture
Watch who you trust
Next time it might be yours
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9. |
Outlive
01:05
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Blinded by fear, regret and hate.
We lay here baptized in our own filth
There's blood in my mouth from biting my tongue
Like a gun in your hand.
Forced to your temple
Degraded.
Exploited.
Your privilege.
I don’t understand how you can just stand there?
I’ll out live you out of spite.
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