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1: Dopesick
Enter in this black cloud
Keeps looking over his shoulder
No method to his madness
Heavy is the world as he crashes down
Hands down
This haunts you
So dopesick
I'll remain
Hands down
This haunts you
So dopesick...
More than he could bear now
Some thought that he would come around
Screaming for his blank space
Could not wipe this from his face
Hands down
This haunts you
So dopesick
I'll remain
Hands down
This haunts you
So dopesick...
Could never tell by the whites of their eyes
Hands down
This haunts you
So dopesick
I'll remain
Hands down
This haunts you
So dopesick
I'll remain.
2: Beginning Of The End
So far its perfect, the clothes you wear
This wont concern you, just hurts a bit...
(I dont mind you playing God) Blame you!
(I dont mind you playing God) No trust!
(I dont mind you playing God) Came to!
(I dont mind you...)
I know you'll be back again...
Time slows, beginning of the end...
Black eyes she'll cover, her broken mouth...
She won't tell mother, just hurts a bit...
(I dont mind you playing God) Blame you!
(I dont mind you playing God) No trust!
(I dont mind you playing God) Came to!
(I dont mind you...) Your life self-destructs!
I know you'll be back again...
Time slows, beginning of the end...
I know you'll be back again...
Time slows, beginning of the end...
I know this complicates you now, say your mine!
Yeah!
I know you'll be back again...
Time slows, beginning of the end...
I know you'll be back again (again, again, again, and again)...
Time slows, beginning of the end (end)...
The end...
(I don't mind you playing God...)
The end...
The end...
(I don't mind, I don't mind, I don't mind)
The end...
3: Return To Zero
Break down got a hand on this solitude
Sanctuary of your missed information
Held down beaten by an attitude
And you're biting the hand that feeds
ItТs all pretty when the truth doesnТt look at you
In a prejudice that's brought on by anger
Straight arrow bent by some circumstance
If you ever stood a chance...you would too
If it's up to me
I'm forty-nine
I'll show you everything
If it's up to me
I'm forty-nine
I'll show you everything
I tore down this wall just to look at you
It's filled up with nothing but hollow
If your life ever sunk down any deeper
You'd take your soul...someplace new
If it's up to me
I'm forty-nine
I'll show you everything
If it's up to me
I'm forty-nine
I'll show you everything
You've been falling down
to never crawl again
If it's up to me
I'm forty-nine
I'll show you everything
If it's up to me
I'm forty-nine
I'll show you everything
You've been falling down
Never crawl again
4: Glass Jaw
It never threw me like this ignored
A head buried in the sand to retort
If it ever came down
To be a man
Or break my fall
Peel back the skin again
So I know
And I wait, and I wait, to live this damn thing out
And I wait, and I wait, to be the thing I never was before
A head case
I can't refrain
All of my flaws
Rebound
Or rationalize
Just to stall
Well, I'm well aware
And I think you care
From your easy chair
Remission is all
That I can't afford
And I wait, and I wait, to live this damn thing out
And I wait, and I wait, to be the thing I never was
And I wait, and I wait, to live this damn thing out
And I wait, and I wait, to be the thing I never was before
And I wait, and I wait, to live this damn thing out
And I wait, and I wait, to be the thing I never was
And I wait, and I wait, to live this damn thing out
And I wait, and I wait, to be the thing I never was before
5: Deep Colors Bleed
Regress, possession, no likeness
Impress, no virtue in humbling
In room beyond the view
You choose to tremble in
Drawn and quartered institution
This place is set
No feeling stronger than numbing
Blankest expressions, youТre calling
Repressed, adore you, they bought it
Suggest, it's no use, lay dormant
In room beyond the view
You choose to tremble in
Reinventing Christ who died
To make it make some sense
No feeling stronger than numbing
Blankest expressions, your calling
Calling you
No feeling stronger than numbing
Blankest expressions, your calling
Calling you
6: Mailbomb
I got your hate mail here
The perfect way to die
Giving up your opion
I'll Give ya what I prescribe
Down to size
I got your hate mail here
I'm like a needle in your eye
Can't deny your opinion
I'll give ya what I prescribe
This is beyond for real
It's beyond all of your repair
Did you get the news?
No reprise when you're down there.
It brings you down
It brings you down
It brings you down
To my size
I got your hate mail here
The perfect way to die
Can't deny the messenger
Can't rely solely on abuse
Coming down my ugly truth
Coming down for just your use
When it's in your face
All of me into you
It brings you down
It brings you down
To my size
It brings you down
To my size
It brings you down
To my size
It brings you down...
To my size
7: Bedsores
You cannot swallow what you've seen
See me there before you
And if I heal in time
Try not to stare too much
Surrounded by tubes and things
This heart machine knows me well
When my lungs begin to fill up
Don't turn away in sorrow
Cause I've known this too long
When does death follow?
I am helpless, breathless
Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow
Roll me over when I get sick
Change my bed when I piss
Drug me up when I'm screaming
I've had way too much of this
Cause I've known this too long
When does death follow?
I am helpless, breathless
Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow
Put my bed down
Turn the lights down low
Won't you kill me softly?
Please delete my misery
Cause I've known this too long
When does death follow?
I am helpless, breathless
Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow
Tomorrow...
8: Slowburn
This lets me serve your purpose
I claim whatТs mine and drown you
Bloodletting your subconscious
A loss of all control
And you serve them well
I spread your life wide open
And you don't like what you see
This trepanning won't ease you
A loss of all control
And you serve them well
Trade yours in for gold
Bought and sold
I've come to reap this reward
I brake you
Forsake you
My time to even the score
Controls your mind
Give it time
And you serve them well
Trade yours in for gold
Bought and sold
I've come to reap this reward
I brake you
Forsake you
My time to even the score
You served them well
9: Somewhere In Between
Pulls me under
Held me over
Sets the tones to lose
A taste of anger
No remainder
Of the things we'd choose
Crumpled over
My composer
Just a skeleton
It turns me inward
But it figures
Forever's a dirty word
Emotions wear my sleeve
This might be the last...
One or two ease the pain
It's nothing that we talk about
No recollection
Of complexion
Could not place his face
I plead redemption
Or collection
Put me into place
One or two ease the pain
It's nothing that we talk about
Ease the pain
Emotions wear my sleeve
This might be the last...
One or two ease the pain
It's nothing that we talk about
This might be the last...
10: Of A Lesser God
Obscene unbecoming
And always look down
Unclean, no returning
But it's so clear and so sound
Between my shortcomings
A simple way out
It seems nothings working
But this saves me from me
Waste away inside
Pulling with this tide
Of a lesser God
It suits you fine
Slip into subhuman
And phasing you out
Pristine no resurgence
Your in-between the next life
Waste away inside
Pulling with this tide
Of a lesser God
It suits you fine
I think it's safe to say
Can't make it go away
11: Pitch Black
Taste the colors that run over you
A touch of gray that numbs the mind
Left me for dead it fills my head
"Locked in here for good!", she said
Grip the dark that funnels dimmest light
It turns my scream into a whisper
My thoughts scream through me
No way this could be
Nothing left to see
Silence will become the death of me
In my head they speak in tongues
Tear at my skin it never ends
No words can save the shape I'm in
My thoughts scream through me
No way this could be
Nothing left to see
(I think I see the light)
My thoughts scream through me
No way this could be
Nothing left to see
12: If Only
Red on her hands
Remembers the blood they used to share
Bleeding again
Too many wounds she could not mend
Bullet in hand
It's just not the gaze without the stare
Washes her hands
and nothing remains the same in here
If only you could be
Some where else inside of me
Wake me up I'm dead
Is it something that I said?
Head in your hands
Know that I could just not pretend
Bleeding again and again
Too many wounds she could not mend
Bullet in hand
and nothing remains the same in here
If only you could be
Some where else inside of me
If only you could be
Some where dead inside of me
Wake me up I'm dead
Is it something that I said?
If only I could be somewhere else
Wake me up I'm dead
Is it something that I said?
13: Thick Skin
Thick skin I'll break it to ya
Bleed none and wallow in your...
The bed they made for you!
Pushed further to resistance
It's hell when you still run to...
The bed they made for you!
Fight yourself
Down till you're well
Thick skin I'm mangled uptight
Unwind and never survive...
The bed they made for you!
Evolved into your monster
Thick head, thick skin...
The bed they made for you!
Fight yourself
Down till you're well
The bed they made for you!
Fight yourself
Down till you're well