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Squeeze
02:56
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Take the barrel from your head
Put it to mine
Squeeze the cold steel
Second chance at life
Born to burn like the rest of us in the ground
Sinking deeper since the fall, sinking deeper down
You spent your life in the shadows
You spent your whole life alone
And now the walls are closing in
And you have nothing to show
So, now, what will it be
Prison or the streets?
Forever on the run
Or no longer free?
I saw your body lying cold in an alley
For a moment I wished I was you
I would have given my life
For you to start yours anew
Take the barrel from your head
Put it to mine
Squeeze the cold steel
Second chance at life
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2. |
Piru
02:44
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I'm the bastard your pastor warned you about on Sunday
The drop out your mother hides you from on Monday
The thief that your father curses every evening
The boy in red with nothing to believe in
The red bandana is my family crest
"M.O.B." tattooed on my chest
I haven't cried since I was three
The day I saw my father leave
Angel dust, coat the walls of my lungs
From the inside
And spread throughout my system
Travel up to my cerebrum
Pierce a hole in my brain
And take a piece away
The piece that holds all reason
Make me go insane
If I ever met a man who said he was my dad
I'd probably shoot him twice and leave it at that
But I know he never met his own crack head father
So it's no surprise to me his own son he never bothered
Grandmother's rosary around my neck
Like a noose I don't want to forget
She never told me what it meant
Before she died on a hospital bed
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Selfishness
02:08
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If the thorns that entangle every inch of my brain
Were the same as those that crowned my king
I would not even feel worthy enough
To endure such pain and suffering
Because I feel like such a bastard
Because I know I have sinned
I don't feel worthy to accept grace
I don't feel worthy to be called a saint
But this is just selfishness in disguise
I know that my sin put me here
And I want my strength to get me out
But as I strive to save myself
I turn my back on everyone else
A son cares even for a worm
But the worm not for a son
And so, even my good deeds without the spirit
Are just an extension of my fallen pride
And I can be a doer of good
But if it is only to comfort my conscience
I am as evil as the ones I call my enemies
I'm my enemy in every way I can think
I satisfy my flesh no matter how it poisons me
Don't tell me what to do or how to live or how to breathe
I tried it on my own and still I sink
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4. |
Deaden
02:12
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Head cold, head mold
I can see my breath move
Across the bedroom
I can't feel anything
Laughter is all I hear
Loveless, moved only by fear
Desensitized by the lies so many believe
Left to rot by the ones so well received
When I step in a school, why do I feel so stupid?
Matters of substance be naught but neglected
I can hear bones breaking
The earth is laden with bodies
But not with spirit
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Worst Case Front Royal, Virginia
Helltown Beatdown
Levi, Matt, Alic, Nate, Danny
Est. 2014
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