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Hash Tin
02:12
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Foaming at the Mouth
07:22
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Terminating everything we can
Hating your life, that's what I am
Can't see straight and there's something wrong
Breathing this air for way too long
Foaming at the mouth
Figure it all out
Somethings in the blood
Rabid people!
Burning down on your feet
Begging for truth but watch what you seek
Writing your thoughts down on this Earth
This life for death reaching for worth
Foaming at the mouth
Figure it all out
Somethings in the blood
Rabid people!
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3. |
Wasted
04:47
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The floor is slipping under me
Don't know what is underneath
Ohhhh
Don't know if you're kinda nice
I'd rather save it than to pay the price
Ohhhh
Serves you right than to struggle hear
I'd rather fight than to disappear
Ohhhh Ohhh
Singing
At myself
Wasted
Again
So high I seem to think straight
No means to go and hesitate
Ohhh
It all makes no sense to me
Tomorrow it'll be a memory
Ohhhh
All the rage and the jealousy
Never seemed to make much sense to me
Ohhh Ohhhh
Singing
At myself
Wasted
Again
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4. |
Help Me!
04:13
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I got a feeling
Im being followed
Creeping visions
Stalking shadows
I can't see him
And its a problem
He's craving
Some more bloodshed
I lack escaping I dont wanna break it
I gotta feeling I don't wanna feel it
Am I crazy or could I take him
I see the light but this shits looking dim
Help Me!
I lack escaping I don't wanna break it
I gotta feeling I don't wanna feel it
Step aside it was all just a pipe dream
Ready now don't be loud, still you try and cry and scream
Help Me!
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Droning Out/Secret Sauce
10:36
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Following through
With all of the cryptic things you do
Feelings from hell
Surfacing themselves
Oh no!
Covered in hate
Be sure to smile and don't be late
Cant we just play
And put this nonsense all away
Away!
Its for protection
I didn't mean it
Feeling righteous
Its come to fuck us
Lacing up I don't know whyt
Sticking needles in my eye
Feeling trouble its too soon
I am bailing to the moon
Cant you just tell Im just too weak
Rusted shadows on the street
Millions are sleeping well
While the rest are fucked in hell
You think Im crazy
But Im just learning
I don't mind it
So fuck your bullshit
Lacing up I don't know why
Sticking needles in my eye
Feeling trouble its too soon
I am bailing to the moon
Cant you just tell Im just too weak
Rusted shadows on the street
Millions are sleeping well
While the rest are fucked in hell
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