1. |
Drug Downer
01:45
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Chances taken
Feelings lost
Never considered
The cost
I'm ashamed of what I've done
It really wasn't worth the fun
All I want all I care I can't have it anymore x4
Now I regret
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2. |
Transcendence
00:44
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Eternal images are imprinted in my brain
No words can define they have no name
Torn but still one maimed but all here
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3. |
No Contest
00:41
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Suffocating masses from the smoke
I stand laughing but you don't get the joke
Endless rage
My mind fades
I stand strong in a sea of the weak
come to believe that my future is bleak
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4. |
Comatose
01:26
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Blank slate
Is what I got
Blank slate
No train of thought
All but alive body is still working ( what's fucked is my mind ) x4
Stuck in my head
Nose pouring red
No view will be relinquished
Too blurry to distinguish
All but alive body is still working ( what's fucked is my mind ) x4
Blind and gagged I have no feeling
Mind is swollen can't see anything x2
All but alive body is still working what's fucked is my mind
All but alive body is still working I'm fucked
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5. |
Asylum
00:57
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Constant nightmares
Change my mind
Thinking things not normal
Nothing is fine
Moral judgement
Is out the door
I'm going insane
And begging for more
US
Open now to an idea in tune
Invented a scenery with a grotesque view
I am left in an empty room
With paint on the walls
Shattered to oblivion
Ready to fall
Miniscule objects pervade my eyes
Grown a hatred nothing left to despise
Underneath a bloody mess
My brain is shattered
Within my skull
Seeing colors unreal but dull
Fighting back against this haze
Sanity is gone mind is erased
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6. |
Weight to Shed
00:49
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Gamma rays
Changed my blood
Doing things
I never thought I could
Nothing can
Hold me down
I'll make a crater
Out of this town
Sudden beats batter my head
Blinding senses weight to shed
As I know what I was taught
Can't help but feel that idea is lost
Crushing skulls and feeling mean
Wish you've never seen what I've seen
There is no blood I have not bled
I've just begun weight to shed
Perfecting mass in such a way
Believe the pressure is sure to stay
Unholy heat under my fist
You are the next name on my list
Pulsating through putrid masses
I won't calm down til this passes
The animal is barely fed
I still got more weight to shed
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7. |
Panic Attack
01:30
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Brain dead and feeling mean
No object is unbreakable
No action goes unforeseen
Panic attack x4
Can I shake this craze
My tormentor is myself
No exit exists in this maze
Anxiety sets
I'm just a shell
Curled into a ball
Going through hell
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8. |
LBM
01:02
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As I pound the things that my hands allow me to reach
I relinquish belief and go against my preach
Little bottle of meth is all I got left
Born again is what I say I am a monster that got his way
Little bottle of meth that aims to please
No regrets for what I've done I bled your well dry so I get another one
Little bottle of meth rips open my chest
Bring me creation so I can destroy these things you hold dearly to me are just a toy
Little bottle of meth brings me to my knees
You suck dick for meth
And you have bad breathe
Where are all your friends
Oh yeah you have none
I'm caught in a cycle with no release
It's a funny thing that fills me with grief
I'll try to make this brief
When I get my hands on it my lungs chief
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9. |
Fetal Position
01:03
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Say my name x4
Foreign ideas rape my dreams
More influenced than before it seems
I'm just a man with no remorse
I'm just a man running my course
What's yours is mine
What's mine is mine
Any other attempt will turn you blind
Taken back my mind is worn
Made my escape placenta is torn
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10. |
BFD
00:39
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This country feeds us like cows
Breaking scales and you wonder how
Your breathe smells like disease
You are morbidly obese
Too much sympathy given to you
Disgusting human soon your through
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11. |
Event Horizon
01:12
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A black hole is present within the brain
Never slowing but growing without a strain
Black
Feeling homicidal suicidal with fits of rage and depression
Terrified I'll be crucified for making this confession
Hole
The things inside that reside will rot you away if you let it
I said I tried but I lied and inevitably regret it
Regret
I am the host with a leech in his head
Burrowed it's way out and left me for dead
Black
Hole
Destroys
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