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Din Of Shit
01:39
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I can't breathe, no fucking sleep
Get such a headache from what I think I believe
Pull my strings & make me sick
Ship has sailed & fucking sank
Now I'm drowning in this din of shit - I fucking quit (enough of this)
Expectations, exhaustion, hope, disease
Run for your life, you'll die on your knees
Not for me
Disposable, desperate - strangled by the stress
Regressive, but we meant it - starving for a second guess
I'm a fucking mess.
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Safe
01:12
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Pull the plug, cash in your luck
Nothing awake is worth much
Same grey all day, how much more can you take?
Fail on time, swallow lies - no salvation, no surprise
Bastardised, deserves to die - couldn't pay me to open my eyes
You'll buy & you'll bleed & you'll lose like you are free
We push & we pull, in the name of fucking fools
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Ruling Class Loser
01:56
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No one to answer to, nothing to prove
See your enemies & they're just like you
If actions speak louder, nobody move
Only see what they want you to see - no part of me
Only be what they let you believe - no part of me
The safest view from your sorry cage
Celebrity standards on minimum wage
Too old, too little, too late
No fucking time & that's fine
Wasted your life, cutting yourself down to size
Ruling class losers, virtuous thieves.
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4. |
Picked Clean
01:31
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Picked fucking clean, caught in between
Two worlds that I can't ignore
Bled dry & forced to abide
By a nightmare that I can't afford
Let's make the worst out of this
I'm clenching my fists to exist
Prolific in a fucking ditch, it won't be missed
But I'm not finished.
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Prison City
01:38
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Lie through your teeth with brains that are bleached
Honeycomb bones in the streets you police
Media blitz, getting sick
Scratch my head, slit your wrists
Do it to yourself, trapped in this hell
Don't have a clue, but we do it so well
Bomb the beginning, rehash & refine
Parasite diatribe, pathetic in kind
Reality blurs when you read between the lines
This community's a crutch that you killed over time
You're not homesick, just sick of home
In these city prisons, cold & alone
Bottleneck thoughts you just can't ignore
Just four walls, ceiling & floor
Nothing more
Cause & effect - you're fucking wrecked
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Consider It Worn
02:50
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Day after day, do you feel the same?
Age of dirt, stockpile shame
Dichotomous syndicate
Can't relate to this plague
Heydays are filed away
Bootlick day trade
Here to ascertain
You're wrong & I'm bored
Heard it all before
Your world, their war
Pissing match in a passing season - lost control, but found a reason
Just another hell for us to freeze in
Is that it?
Too late to change, too safe to fail
No use, no youth
And not an ounce of fucking truth
Lost everything we had to lose.
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