1. |
thoughts and prayers
04:00
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In the dead of the night
no one could tell
the man the gun
or the body that fell
all that remained
was a smoking hole
an exit wound
for the departing soul
so sick and tired
of running on empty
we got no time
for compassion and empathy
Live and let die
kill or be killed
survival of the fittest
what a wonderful world
Im fast asleep
dreaming through life
Everything is perfect
when you're deaf dumb and blind
why would I ever want to think for myself
when I can go back to sleep and tell the world
to go to hell
(you could be....)
Clinging to life
gasping for air
holding on to something
although nothing is there
(and we send)
thoughts and prayers
hallelujah
we've done all we could
there is no other solution
(Meanwhile.....)
ready to die
with no regrets
I wonder if hell
will be as bad as they said
so i
Throw it away
a passive submission
no other choice
from the very beginning
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2. |
isn't
03:15
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Theres no pride in
being a fraud
but theres no crime in
playing along
And if they buy it
well, thats a different song
and if they love you
now you've become a god
and yet its still not enough
Somebody save me
(From myself)
Anybody please
(i'm on my knees)
Somebody stop me
(I'm not myself)
This isn't me
This isn't really me!
Time and time again
I've never been wrong
So you can trust me
without any question
No body knows you
quite like I do
Cause you are nothing
unless you're told to be to
(Chorus)
How did we get here
I cant remember a thing
How did we sink so low
now the surface is as black as can be
Somebody save me
this isn't me
Somebody stop me
Anybody please
Somebody save me
(From myself)
Anybody please
(I'm on my knees)
Somebody stop me
(I'm not myself)
This isn't me
This isn't really me
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3. |
the fringe
04:30
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You killed me once
just to kill me twice
I'm nothing to you
but a sacrifice
and time remains
to wash away
the guilt and the hate
that colors you in shame
Youre never alone
because I'm always there
whispering anxieties and constant fears
It doesnt make a god damn
difference you see
wealthy healthy
dying of poverty
Trust me
out here no one cares
the holy and the righteous
running into the fringe
until it takes you breaks you
wears you down
I'll take you to the edge and
then snuff you out
I'm inside you
I am a part of you
I'll rip you in two
I know whats good for you
Im coming down
I'm crashing through you
I'm going down
I'll follow you
I'm inside you
I'm inside you
I'm inside you
I'll break you down
I'm inside you
I am the hate you found
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4. |
the inquisition
03:33
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I am unstoppable
I am invincible
I am Unconquerable
I am the end
In the end
When you get to the bottom
you go back to the scene of the crime
you can try and stop it
but its never that far behind
wash your hands
Close your eyes
think of all the people that
died died died
This ain't the beginning
This ain't the end
This is just
the inquisition my friend
This ain't the beginning
Hell it sure ain't the end
cause if it was
we'd surely be dead
I am unethical
I am deplorable
I am unreachable
I begin
Where you end
Its a long way to the top
if you wanna get your hands on the prize
You gotta burn it to the ground
while the ashes rain down from the sky
Close your eyes
clear your head
shorter of breath
and one day closer to death
This ain't the beginning
This ain't the end
This is just
the inquisition my friend
This ain't the beginning
Hell it sure ain't the end
cause if it was
we'd surely be dead
Washing my hands of this deicide
while you're screaming accusations
across this great divide
Masking my intentions
with malicious intent
because dying for the masses
is a daily event
I am a war machine
I am the hate you breed
I am the coming storm
I am the lord
nothing more
If you see me coming down
its just safer if you run and hide
cause Ive been dealing with your shit
before you nailed me to the cross where I died
Close your eyes
stop the clock
Lets think this through before
you fuck this up
This ain't the beginning
This ain't the end
This is just
the inquisition my friend
This ain't the beginning
Hell it sure ain't the end
cause if it was
we'd surely be dead
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5. |
isolation
05:26
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Rays of light
bursts through the windows
Like a thief in the night
dragging me back in to a memory
The more I fight
kicking and screaming
at the top of my lungs
eclipsed by the shadow of what I've become
On on
Twisting and turning
going deeper and deeper
Farther down
until the light is gone
And time is lost
passing the moments
till the final implosion
burning away
until theres only dust
Round and round
over and over
falling backwards and forwards
spiraling through
on to the other side
An empty space
filled in by time
taking line after line
rewriting the history
of my mistakes
Love is never enough
it might be a reason
to finally give up
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6. |
global conspiracy
03:32
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The worlds against you
they're nothing but thieves liars
The worlds against you
you've been a victim the whole time
the words compel you
they're just syllables in space and time
the words compel you
your left speechless and hypnotized
so get in line
Nothing has changed
everything is exactly the same as it was
nothing stays for long
The worlds against you
its a global conspiracy
The worlds against you
its not a sphere its as flat as can be
We tried to warn you
you made excuses every time
we tried to warn you
but they're coming for us all this time
don't say we didn't try
Nothing has changed
everything is exactly the same as it was
nothing stays for long
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