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Black
04:04
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It all turns to black,
the color of her eyes.
The most important fact,
slowly everything dies.
Wondering if it's too late,
she knows it's her fate.
You have to deal with change,
just look the other way.
She was so wonderful
but seemingly she forgot.
Forgot to live the life,
instead she tied a knot.
She was ready to say goodbye
but eventually she did not.
Shes not remembered anymore,
her body laying on the floor.
Don't even know her name,
yet she's the one i adore.
I wish i knew her name,
she will never be forgotten,
hanging by a rope,
from beside my house.
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2. |
Fucking Happy
03:59
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I´m not proud of what I´ve become,
banging my head until it's numb.
I feel enslaved inside my mind,
just like I might be going blind.
I´m just a simple person, I work.
Fighting hard to keep it together.
Seems like nobody sees my effort.
Something grows inside me, its hate.
I´m not depressed at all.
I´m not going to stand tall.
as I lean forward into the unknown.
I feel my world crash and burn.
It bothers me - for a reason.
Life hates - for a reason.
It makes me feel more depressed inside.
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Whispers
03:44
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The moment you hear whispers,
hear scratches from the door,
see bleeding lips and shadows,
hear screaming beneath the floor.
How did I end up scratching out my eyes,
ripping out my toenails and proving it with lies.
Dipping friends into acid just like flies,
With every move i make a part of me dies.
Stabbing ears to ignore the screams,
the people who died in my dreams.
The whispers, the whispers, the neverending pain.
It makes me go insane.
Feels like someone's watching, staring as I sleep.
Nothing ever blooming, nothing beautiful
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4. |
Problem Child
04:05
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I killed my wife I killed my dog.
They didn´t matter anymore.
I wanted to see them bleed.
I wanted to see them scream.
I wanted them to die right in front of me.
You, you'll be next.
you can't change your fate.
I sanded off my neighbours face,
just to see he's bones.
I wanted to see him bleed.
I wanted to see him scream.
I wanted him to beg in front of me.
You, you'll be next.
you can't change your fate.
I sawed off my sisters legs,
just to see her crawl.
I wanted to see her bleed.
I wanted to see her scream.
I wanted her to squirm right front of me.
You
I killed my wife I killed my dog,
I sanded off my neighbours face,
I sawed off my sisters legs,
all because I´m full of hate.
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5. |
Frail is the Mind
07:33
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As I'm reaching for your body,
my focus shading, not ready.
Hands burning like a fire.
To survive, is my last desire.
As I'm looking at your body,
hands dripping and still bloody.
Frail is the mind, of the body,
that cannot see.
Closer i come, the haze that shrouds me.
As I'm gazing at your remains on the ground,
trying to drag you with no sound.
I understand my sins.
It's where it only begins.
(2X)
As I'm looking at your body,
hands dripping and still bloody.
Frail is the mind, of the body,
that cannot see.
Closer i come, the haze is shrouding me.
Therefore the time you knew is gone.
Expectations of a better life out the door.
My belowed, buried, forgotten.
Only to be faded from the memories.
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