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No Loving Memory
02:07
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Comforted by the premonition
Fortunately you can't escape
Solace found me, the realization resounds
Eventually you'll find your place in the ground
No loving memory, for the inhumane
No loving memory, your existence, your bane
Anticipating every single day
Eager to hear you flatline
None more deserving of expiration
It's time for you to taste
Bloodied mouth, grinding teeth
No solid grip, no security
None more deserving
None more deserving
None more deserving
None more deserving
No loving memory, for the inhumane
No loving memory, your existence, your bane
Bloodied mouth, grinding teeth
No solid grip, no security
None more deserving
None more deserving
Anticipating every single day
Eager to hear you flatline
None more deserving of expiration
It's time for you to taste
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2. |
Glued
01:55
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Enervated with no lack of motivation
Capitalize any hours unslept
Bloodshot eyes, pulverized brain
All work, no play, still unavailing
Never enough for you
Never enough for you
Never enough for you
Invade my sanctity
Impose false beliefs
Fraudulent staring back at me
Strip my sanity, remain obsolete
On the attack, eyes glued to me
Watch me slip, make a mockery
Constant efforts always come up short
Erase the expected, face in the dirt
Never enough for you
Never enough for you
Never enough for you
Invade my sanctity
Impose false beliefs
Fraudulent staring back at me
Strip my sanity, remain obsolete
Invade my sanctity
Impose false beliefs
Fraudulent staring back at me
Strip my sanity, remain obsolete
Glued to me
Glued to me
Never enough
Never enough for you
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3. |
Prisoner
01:31
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Expectation of fragility, bandage me
Tie me up, box me in
Play prisoner and guard with me
No sensitive skin
I bleed from within
No tears will be found
My thoughts tightly bound
Not a doll to play with, no shiny new toy
You lose every time, in spite of your ploy
You don't own me, I don't owe you
You don't own me, I don't owe you
Control you
Control you
You don't own me, I don't owe you
You don't own me, I don't owe you
No sensitive skin
I bleed from within
No tears will be found
My thoughts tightly bound
Control you
Control you
Control you
Control you
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4. |
F.P.C.
01:19
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Deaf by choice, too blind to see
Confined to a makeshift reality
Seal it tight, leave no room for light
Better off knowing nothing
Consciously oblivious
Consciously oblivious
Is it okay I know nothing?
Is it okay I know nothing?
Deaf by choice, too blind to see
Confined to a makeshift reality
Seal it tight, leave no room for light
Better off knowing nothing
Consciously oblivious
Consciously oblivious
Consciously oblivious
Consciously oblivious
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5. |
Luck Of The Draw
02:23
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Blood puddled on the concrete, once again
Bullets scattered, glass shattered, evidence
Tamper the timeline, switch narratives
Your alibi is worthless when they flip the script
Everyone knows you fuck with things
Behind the scenes to get release
Shots fired but no one saw
It's written in the statement, luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
You did your job, another dead one
Blood on your boots but you're not done
You did your job, another dead one
Blood on your boots but you're not done
Place your bets, count your days
Time to cash in, anticipate your fate
To watch you suffer slowly, would never be enough
I'll take my time and make damn sure you bite the fucking dust
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
Luck of the draw
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6. |
Bite Back
00:51
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Vermin, parading
What's near is for their taking
Restraint, voided
Greed for others' aching
Never take no for an answer
Blood and bone exposed
Latch on, pervasive prey
Abducting innocence
Salivate and agitate
Lacerate and penetrate
All you do is take
And take
And take
And take
And take
And take
It's time to set the record straight
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7. |
Out For Blood
01:17
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Teething brick
Taste of iron
Stitched open
Breach of respect
Flaunt your power
Fake, fictitious
Cowardice in your veins
Flaunt your power
Fake, fictitious
Cowardice in your veins
Out for blood
Out for blood
Out for blood
Out for blood
Serrated, carving with intent
Masticated, force-fed to the rabid
Punctured, salted open wound
Blistered, pursuit for pain
Out for blood
Out for blood
Out for blood
Out for blood
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