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I am I said
And I believe I make it here for something This is my time I?m here and now And I?ll fight on To get there : With prejudice in mind Through fear nobody sees Unwilling to accept This ignorant disease. Verse : By my own right I have a d |
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| 2. |
| 3:21 |
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Verse : When did you, Last look at, At where you are ? Did, did you, Ever think, You?d get this far ? : Obsessor ! Low mind Confessor ! Declined Verse : Have, have you, Realized, Just where you?re from ? Will the choice, Be, be right, By what you?ve done ? : Transgressive ! Ingrained Submissive ! Enchained Obsessor ! Low mind Confessor ! Declined Verse : What about, The point of, Of no return ? Whiling time On bridges, That, that you burned.: Obsessor ! Low mind Confessor ! Declined Transgressive ! Ingrained Submissive ! Enchained |
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| 3. |
| 4:35 |
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Raised by you, You made me. In your shadow, Angry. Like Father Like Son Mirror of your image Victim of your damage. Like Father Like Son Like Father Like Son You gave me nothing Like Father But these memories are full Like Son Is the back of your h |
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| 4. |
| 4:12 |
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Trippin?out, oh yeah I?m freakin?out This sound is bouncing me Right off the wall. Lose myself I can?t control myself I?m a radio head That?s in free-fall. Gets me high High High High Verse : Hazy man, oh yeah I?m blasted man Out there flippin?through my paisley mind. Ride the wave From cradle To the grave Breathe it in with my own kind. Gets me high High High High Boned with sound, oh yeah I?m stoned on sound No one gets to me Inside this room. Spacin?out, oh yeah I?m racin?here This sound gets in my head My head goes boooom. Gets me high High High High |
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| 3:53 |
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Verse : Mind?s eye in darkness, See how they run. Fools search for nothing, Stare at the sun. : See how they run There?s none for me I, stand with you Stare at the sun We take them in And, we turn the screw Verse : Talk to the madmen, Fill them with lies. Now pay the piper, As honesty dies. : See how they run There?s none for me I, stand with you Stare at the sun We take them in And, we turn the screw Never, Never Blood on their hands into quicksand. Verse : What?s left to dream for, This endless line. Ladders to nowhere; Blind lead the blind. : See how they run There?s none for me I, stand with you Stare at the sun We take them in And, we turn the screw See how they run Stare at the sun. Fill them with lies; As honesty dies. Never, Never Blood on their hands into quicksand |
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| 6. |
| 5:19 |
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Verse : Think I?m possessed by demons, I do their dirty work. They use me like a zombie Headaches is all I get. Lock myself up in my own room, Ain?t comin?out my cage. They?re full of shit and no feeling, I?ll always be in a rage. : Small Deadly Space Verse : Sympathy cries for the devil, I dance to the music he makes. Chemical daze, my salvation, Destroys these losers and fakes. Fist in the wall, care of family Swallow and suck till I?m full. I need their love and attention, Like I need lead in my skull. : Small Deadly Space Verse : Leave me alone to my own type, They say : ?stupid is as stupid does.?br />I ain?t a part of the rat race, A numberless face, just because. I?ll play along with these demons, Possessed by them every day. Don?t try to reach out and console me, I?ll bite at what gets in my way. : Small Deadly Space |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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A purple bruise, A fractured limb, All covered up with lies. A swollen face, A bloody tongue, This violence denied. Empty now and meaningless, ridiculed in shame. Until death do us apart, Who should take the blame ? : To live a lie, Forgive or |
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| 8. |
| 4:42 |
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Closed into self asylum,
On ice that's paper thin. Wrapped up for good protection. Keep that from getting in. The shadows bring the shelter, Some refuge from the storm. Brakes on the helter skelter, To let these nerves reform. Retreat out of the mad house, Stop foaming at the mouth. Hang up this strange behavior, Cut through the overgrowth. Watch from a safer distance, Observe the next offense. See how the hands do murder, Then try to make some sens. Black vision Dead body Oppression Shock system Explosive Depression Disaster Malignant Infection Inhuman Sadistic Rejection These acts of tender mercies, Work on the purest soul. They tease and trap remorseless, Till six feet in the ground. Shut down till all is silent, Be still this seething blood. Turn off, release the trigger, Let numbness do some good |
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| 9. |
| 6:08 |
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There?s a man without a home, With a girl who has no name. They?re the face in every town, Underneath we?re all the same. Wonder, She has come and gone. He is always moving on. When the man felt down and low, the girl was by his side. And they walked a br |
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| 10. |
| 7:05 | 
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