We were ready for anything. . Everyone knows some pain. I see the loss every time some ones says your name. When you know someone who shines hard. A soul of the age who dosn't care.
Maze, psychopathic daze. I create this waste. Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways. . Can't escape this place. I deny your face. Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying.
Maze, psychopathic daze. I create this waste. Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic ways. . Can't escape this place. I deny your face. Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying.
This is the year where hope fails you. The test subjects run the experiments. And the bastards you know, is the hero you hate. But cohesing is possible if we try.
This is the year where hope fails you. The test subjects run the experiment. And the bastard you know is the hero you hate. But coheesing, it's possible if we try.
This is the year where hope fails you. The test subjects run the experiments. And the bastards you know, is the hero you hate. But cohesing is possible if we try.
I did my time, and I want out!. So abusive faith!. It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant.. The reckoning, the sickening.. Back at your subversion..
I did my time and I want out, so effusive. Fate, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening. Back at you, subversion, pseudo sacrosanct perversion.
Even if you run. I will find you. . I decided I want you. Now I know. I need. . If you can't be bought, tougher than I thought. Keep in mind. I am with you.
Ooh, yeah!. . I did my time and I want out. So effusive - fade - it doesn't cut. The soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening. Packaging subversion.
I don't know why.... ...I never told you. And I don't know why.... ...I never tried. . When we shed these bitter skins again. All the reasons come to life.
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Ooh, yeah!. . I did my time and I want out. So effusive - fade - it doesn't cut. The soul is not so vibrant. The reckoning, the sickening. Packaging subversion.
Come on. . Here we go again, motherfucker. . Yeah. . Come on down, and see the idiot right here. Too fucked to beg and not afraid to care. What's the matter with calamity anyway?.
The ghosts have killed enough. Familiar haunts have had enough. Too much thought will give you doubt. And now they found you. It's safer in a cage[?].
Come on. Here we go again, motherfucker. Yeah. Come on down, and see the idiot right here. Too fucked to beg and not afraid to care. What's the matter with calamity anyway?.
Watch those idiosyncrasies. Watch all the idiots fall on me. Running out of ways to get outta the way. Take another shot just to stay the same. But I need some balance, back it off.
Pain - made to order. Pain - made to order. Pain - made to order. Pain. . I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave. Better get an army, cuz the fire left me unscathed.
Pain - made to order. Pain - made to order. Pain - made to order. Pain. . I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave. Better get an army, cuz the fire left me unscathed.
Let's skip all the histrionics. Not again, not another excuse. The epidemic is co-dependent. Biting off more than your mouth can chew. Don't forget to convalesce your secrets.