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Thoughtless
00:45
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Destructive way your living
All this shit you choose
Fucking thoughtless coward
What's there left to prove?
I should've seen this coming long ways off
and you're only fucking sorry because you got caught
Blood from a stone
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Standstill
01:17
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Treading water, the bubble's burst
Constant questions, but what's it worth?
I'm not the fucking same
Smear campaign has grown so spoiled
Fetid bullshit stains the soil
I'm not the fucking same
You don't know the pain
Avert your eyes like I'm some kind of disease
but don't you fucking talk about me
Hide motives under your sleeve
Sell your bullshit, I'm giving it free
So keep throwing your fucking stones
and keep seeing what you want to see
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3. |
Sickened
01:10
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It makes me fucking sick to think I used to believe you
Give you credit or benefit of the doubt
Every word they ever said was true, you're fucking monsters
It makes me sick
Fuck you
Sick of waiting for change
How does this end? A fucking gun to your head
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Waiting
01:30
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Done waiting for over do apologies
Second chance at coming clean
You spoil, you rot, no second thoughts
Still I wait because it's not enough
I'm choking on your poison
because it's so obscene
You smile, you laugh, it's in the past
Means nothing to you while destroying me
Time won't change a single fucking thing
You were never worth the wait
You say you've changed
Well I've heard it before so save your fucking breath
You say you've changed
I'll quit talking shit when I'm fucking dead
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Poisoned Mind
00:51
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I'm not misunderstanding
I see it clear as day
Selling fear as fact sheet
Selling lies and hate
I can't keep up
I guarantee those judgements
and the false truth that you claim
Will fall apart like clockwork
A faith you can't maintain
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6. |
I Hate It Here
00:07
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Refuse to play this fucking game
You're all the same
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7. |
Dead Snakes
01:39
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You're snakes and you're cowards and your music blows
and no I won't go to your fucking shows
I hate all the shit you spew into this place
It's all falling apart and now you're on your own
Clever phrase, songs I hate, bought and sold, no escape
This bullshit that you're selling, no bite all bark
I'm sorry, son, you're gonna get caught
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