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Nightmare Cure
01:15
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Digging ditches for my body
But I'm not quite ready yet.
Holding onto situations
That my mind won't seem to forget.
I'm paralyzed from the neck down while
Demons they use me to feast.
Taking turns dissecting my brain
Now I can barely speak.
Burnt out.
I can feel it in the back of my skull.
Another voice starts to take control.
Tear off my ears to make the ringing stop.
It resonates until my head's on the wall.
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2. |
God Spot
02:20
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No one tells you what you're buying
What you're signing
Putrid humanity
Get you sucked in line and sinker
Deceive and corner
Void of humility
Anything for the almighty dollar
God has left your side
I am famine, destitute,
A blight on the christian mind.
Nobody stays when they visit my head.
A close second to the burning bridge.
The son claims all.
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3. |
The Void
02:17
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Paradigm same old lines hold my breath waste of time.
Can't live this way days un ending.
Tides never ease up
Time doesn't wait up
So why should they do it for me
I begged for silence what I got was violence
My mind it gets stuck on repeat.
You take it for granted, I take what is handed
Out of the void just for me.
They beg forgiveness
While I sit and listen for whispers
That come from the trees.
Take whats demanded
I've come empty handed
So I don't think I'll ever leave.
My head is pounding I'll drink from the fountain
And burn down the tallest of trees.
I'm not letting go, take it from me.
Rot in my brain has me losing control.
Dirt on my nails from digging my hole.
Past on repeat right in front of my face.
Rivers run dry I got blood in my eyes.
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Rust
01:58
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I turn to rust, I can feel it
Lockjaw, bone-saw. I can feel it.
I can't shake this feeling I get
When my demons control my head.
Constant nightmares make me forget
What it means to sleep.
Drowning, burning, rusting, yearning
Just to feel relief.
Constant battles in my head I'm
Begging for some release.
Tossing, turning, twitching, fury.
Sucking the life out of me.
Time can't save me, I've gone to deep.
I signed his book now I can't fucking sleep.
All too real, pain I feel, makes me
Want to fucking slip away, I'm drowning.
Sinking faster every fucking day.
Hate feeds torment.
And I don't think that I can take anymore, I'll eat your pain that's for sure
But I still can't get this sadness from my brain.
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Grasp Boston, Massachusetts
dillon, evan, steven, nick
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