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Worm
01:44
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Tie my feet, bind my hands, blind my eyes, gag my mouth.
Tie me, bind me, gag me, beat me.
Mental slavery.
Demeaned to a worm.
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2. |
Recycled Lines
01:09
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Your mouth keeps running,
But I haven’t cared in a while.
Your diatribes are fucking old,
Your opinions are recycled.
I don’t care how you spend your time,
But I’m sick and fucking tired of your recycled lines.
Recycled.
Recycled life.
I don’t want to hear your borrowed attitude.
Your pseudo-intelligence leaves you the fucking fool.
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3. |
Losing Grip
01:04
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Don’t look me in the eyes,
I’m not there.
You feel phantom connections,
Alone, I float through air.
Losing grip.
Losing grip.
A parasite in my own life,
I coast through days.
Every fucking chance I get,
I throw it away.
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4. |
Pig Majority
01:37
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Cancer life – Melted mind
Enslaved to – a dollar sign
Weak willed – devoid of spine
So quick – to compromise
I won’t knee, I won’t bow, and I won’t follow.
Settle for
Mediocrity
Collecting life
Wasted fucking time.
Degenerate.
Majority.
Self. Serving.
Swine..
Self-serving swine..
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5. |
Trapped Inside
01:23
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When I was young, I’d always put on a mask.
Look for any excuse to fucking put on a mask.
I wasn’t consciously trying to hide from who I am, but it’s so clear to me now what I was doing back then.
20 years old now, I can’t put on a mask
Even though I’m terrified of who I am.
I don't know where to run, I don’t know where I stand.
but Halloween’s lost the appeal it had back then.
Can’t change who I am, I’ve already tried.
Disgusted, alone, trapped inside.
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6. |
Caveman
01:44
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Harden my hands.
Bare my teeth.
Absolute disregard for your society.
Fight and kill.
Fuck and eat.
Abandon the modern world, crack the restraints on me.
Too much complication in life, we’re all held to unnatural laws.
Taught to obey, to deal with all the shit from your boss.
Would it be so wrong to cut our losses and leave?
I just want to go back to what life is supposed to fucking be.
Harden my hands.
Bare my teeth.
Fight and kill.
Fuck and eat.
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7. |
Platitudes
01:20
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With this X on my hand I’m smashing through
All your ignorance and your platitudes
All your pointless jokes and your misguided views
That builds the barrier between me and you.
I’m not the person you’ve assumed I am.
And I won’t be defined by your ignorance.
With this X on my hand I’m smashing through
All your ignorance and your platitudes
All your pointless jokes and your misguided views
That builds the barrier between me and you.
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8. |
Passive Agressive
01:47
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Call it self-expression till you're blue in the face.
Your dismissal and complacency deem it okay.
Magnify your insecurities; Magnify the most disgusting aspects of our culture.
Parasitic, Passive aggressive, Pathetic fucking human filth.
Tumor.
Keep your sexual hang-ups to yourself.
I don't wanna hear any more rape fantasies gurgled over a fucking breakdown.
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9. |
Fingernails
01:04
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Every time I think I cleanse myself,
I find a smudge somewhere else
I can’t get the years of grime out from under my fingernails.
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10. |
Slave
01:55
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Domesticated, subservient.
Life spent on hands and knees.
I know where you’ve been.
Give up, settle down, same old M.O.
The pathetic lives you live will leave you both alone.
I know where you’ve been.
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11. |
Crush My Bones
00:50
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I am your burden, and you remind me everyday.
Kept under your thumb in fear I’ll be lead astray.
Like twine you bind me up to a cross of false hope.
Tie the weights and crush my bones, I have nowhere left to go.
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12. |
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Consistent inconsistencies make up my daily life.
If I could stick to anything I’d have something right.
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