I gotta take this moment just to push you down Spin you around with my foot on the back of your neck Up on the curb, with the pressure on your teeth Not
With the absence of eye, I can start to breath again With the color of hearts, it seems like you wear right thin And as it falls from your mouth it seems
If I could find a way to erase the day I would starve the endless night and burn out the lights You don't need to understand You'll never need to know
Exempt from the laws which you created Your thought out lies becoming dated Ruin our lives then plead for support The noose around your neck is getting
Every day I get more pissed Slit my wrist, slit my wrist I hate to care, I hate relations A pile stacked high of complications Every day I get more pissed
[Music: M.Carlsson / Ablaze My Sorrow] [Lyrics: A.Brorsson] There seems to be no meaning There seems to be no hope There seems to be no meaning It
Always bringing shit up Why don't you go fuck yourself You queer, blowjob Monkey green prick I bet you'd eat a big bowl of asshole Blowing your nose
This day something happens and of course you're there This day or another you are always near Mingling incognito - always claiming your share Gimme gimme
What is wrong with you Can't we both just get along I see the hesitation in your eyes Take me back again Maybe we can work it out You know I hate to
You've been identified You've been exemplified I see you standing there playing with your hair I'm talking to you but you don't even care I talk to
Slit down from the thorax, to free all, the gas that should not be there, the cerebrum will have not survived, upon close examination, from the chest
Pardon, please, the narrow Confinement of your limbs; Unfortunately, it's necessary For your correction; Shriek to your heart's Content, if you wish;
When they find ya Paranormal chicken geek Drugged up superstar fiend Gender bending galactic freak Sci-fi lobotomy Exorcism, circumcision Horrifying
I could walk a million miles Suffer freezing rain and failure, it's familiar This time you have gone too far Stole my memories and teardrops, now it all
I was just thirty four years old and I was still wandering in a haze Wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were lost in a maze I don't know why
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I was just thirty-four years old And I was still wandering in a haze I was wondering why everyone I met Seemed like they were lost in a maze I don't
That was her first time That was her last time Cut at your face Blood in the sink You'll hate your-self Till the day you die Till the day you