Choking on these words You can leave now Oh, haven't you heard? You can leave now We stand there like statues From different cities Both warriors of
I'm waitin' for the someone, just beyond the pale Where everybody's little thing is up for sale An information bonfire, I'm twistin' while I wait and
Deep grey white noise. sterile thumbnails. float in tepid concrete pools where children drink Stark white numbers. bitter houseflies float in tepid concrete
Laugh at the tragedies Mock with disrespect Goats under rule of father time Leaches pass judgment on their fellow kind And die when their inner self goes
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Sucking on a sucker Running down the alley away From worthlessness it's dusk The lovely, pink sky eggs me on Thinking of you Roll this candy on my tongue
Just for you I opened up Is this true? Or just another joke? Insomnia Reigns over me Heart beats fast Again another show? Insidious And false insights
[Lyrics By: Mike Majewski] Creeping through the dark streets enter the morgue with a hunger for meat fuck the newly deceased I need the ones that been
This suffocation is killing me It's killing me Suffocation, one breath is all I need One breath is all I need for strength to set myself free I think
We ignore, refused consent Animals do not repent Courtesy to intervene Weathered down my selfish needs I suffocate And promise me you won't resuscitate
[Slug] This one goes out to all of those that want success Wait, not just the ones that want it This goes to those that feel they deserve it And this
I'm sick of exploitation Nothing but suffocation So tired of false Statementes To much alienation When will we face the Truth Are we all fools? No,
You call us barbarians... Eh. It is an honorable name. We mean to cancel the world you civilized people made. We will simply erase history from the time
A walk through the product store and 15 aisles to see All the pretty, pretty packages staring back at me Which is my favorite, where is my chance To remove
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation Helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating And all your
(backwards CD Intro) You think you're alive motherfucker? You're just the walking fucking dead. You're fucking sheep, stepping on my back to stay alive
It feels like Jesus on the cross It's so religious in its loss A graven image in the mud Like when I shed my precious blood I am a loser, I am Satan
All the times that were good or bad And the thought of a future that I never had With the promise of heaven, and the threat of a hell A reality I did