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Headdress
04:01
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Don’t you speak out of turn
They’ll say, the ones with fangs
No reason to think we did this on our own
Pulled hell out of our heads
Made it our reality
Crawled out of dirty gutters
Got lost in our thoughts
Created opportunity
Taught everyone to sing along
Your welcome has worn thin, I’m lost, I’m gone
Tear down the trees so I can feed myself
Narrow minded, selfish, fear monger
I won’t forget
I’ll stay standing, teeth in hand
When you’re lost in the sky
Maybe I’m wrong?
Maybe we never knew anything at all
I’ll have one more drink when I wait for you
We are all dead and this is our hell
Who really fucking thinks that this was a good idea
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2. |
Dead Sunn
05:55
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I hope our children survive you
I hope children survive
Don’t let them see what’s across country lines,
teach to outcast
Never seen the likes of you in my home
Raising wars in cozy living rooms
I can’t believe how sick I’ve become
Always fucking sick
Birds, waiting for the weak to die
Fathers, sons are burning, and we wonder why?
Hatred is bred, never learned
Look out at the water
We won’t stop till we dehydrate the earth
So I open my mouth and drink the ocean dry
I can’t find a reason to fight
Once you’re gone, there’ll be another just like you
One falls a million survive
Flood senses with meaningless distractions
Don’t take me for a fucking fool
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3. |
Lines
03:22
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Seems like meaningless words that hide the deceivers
One line at a time
I am your flesh eating disease
Latching on to you
Helping you get higher and higher…
I’ve been had,
And everyone’s the fool
I know there’s more to the story
When I see you standing one hand covering your eye
Short history lesions flow from your hands
I feel fucking crazy
I feel, nothing
Wanting to bring you out into the light
Realize that I’m the one in the dark
Let the curtains close
Let the flowers rot
Drink milk from our mothers and keep your mouth shut
So fucking scared by nature
I sent it to its slaughter
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4. |
We, Papermache
06:03
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Starting to live behind closed blinds
Drinking contaminated water
Leaving our calcified minds
They say a blue pill is the answer
But I don’t feel any different at all
Animated, thoughtless, porcelain doll
Feel your teeth sink into my skin
To remember how to breathe would be a godsend
Your smoke no longer irritates my lungs
Everyone has let you in
Feel your teeth sink into my skin
When did these tables turn
Can’t feel the heat but still get burned
I sleep with my face in the dirt
This has never felt so good
All that is seen is abandoned streets
Desolate wasteland, amputated feet
We’ve learned to live through one another
A fuck is seen around the world
Thoughts seeking broadcast
Snuff out art, the murderer uses the body
For self representation
So continue to drown in your greed
Sees you bathing in your filth
Eyes are fixed on you
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