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Business as Usual
01:19
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Fear from what I've seen
Lied to by the screen
Surfing through the clicks of bastards going for the green
This is how we learn to die
This is how we learn to die
Violence in the streets
Suffering are the weak
Politicians lying as we follow them like sheep
This is how we learn to die
This is how we learn to die
The time has come
The bastards won
Now we learn to die
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2. |
Blank Stare
03:06
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Upon introduction
I was filled with expectations
Foolish was I to see anything special in you
Your Mind, Your Face, Your Voice, You're fucking done
Blank stare from a blank mind
No thought or will of your own
Easily manipulated
Perfect puppet with worn strings
Pulled to hard will fall apart
No spine, a gutless mess
Your shadow of life
A pawn for all to use
Your words
Your words mean nothing to me
Your words
Your words mean nothing
I hope our paths never cross again
I know your site sickens me
I can do without that burden
I couldn't care less
Moving on pass total frustration
I'm done with this mess
A pawn for all to use
Your Mind, Your Face, Your Voice, You're fucking done
Your Mind, Your Face, Your Voice, You're fucked
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3. |
Final Regret
04:10
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Pushed to the edge
With this temper I must control it
What will it take
To maintain this state of sanity
I know my mind
My enemy carried everyday
But I think this time
I'm going push the pain away
You place a value on a worthless life
I feel the loss is justified
I've come to the end
About to explode
This gun in my hands
It's time to unload
I'm high on hate
My morbid vision come to fruition
No regrets
Vengeance paid in it's purest form
Perversion of bliss
Never thought I'd go this far
No half measures
Who's smiling now you piece of shit
You place a value on a worthless life
I feel the loss is justified
I've come to the end
About to explode
This gun in my hands
It's time to unload
Stench of the dead
What kind of man have I become
Taker of life
A one way ticket straight to hell
The pain is too much
Was this worth the satisfaction
Gun to my head
Click of the trigger laid to rest
You place a value on a worthless life
I feel the loss is justified
I've come to the end
About to explode
This gun in my hands
It's time to unload
It's time to unload
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Walls
01:05
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Everywhere I see there are the same walls all around me
Surrounding my life with shit people
What more does this life have to offer
Forced to live a lie
Visually and verbally masked to fit in
Becoming my own lies
Everywhere I see there are the same walls all around me
Surrounding my life with shit people
What more does this life have to offer
Becoming my own lies
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