1. |
Bleed Inside
04:27
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Buried deep in my heart
In the depths of my mind
Your corpse lingers
Reminding me of pain
I cut you out but you're still there
Haunting me forever
Your whispers in my head
Stir suicide within
A lie painted in blood
A withering smile
A Deranged symphony
Tormented by visions
Your face to blame
Madness consumes
My dying brain
Lies
Suffer
With me
Carve a smile ear to ear
Building
Thoughts
To build pain
Leaving all in slain
Bonds break like rusted chains
Trust is beaten and left bloody
Forgotten lust destroys all
Lies
Suffer
With me
Carve a smile ear to ear
Building
Thoughts
To build pain
Leaving all in slain
Fuck
You can't take
What's in my head
It'll tear you to shreds
Bleeding inside
All of your lies
And I will take
My fucking life
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2. |
Killing Existence
04:15
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I feel my blood running through my hands
Unlearning the thought to walk or stand
Staring at a ceiling as my mind ticks by
The urge is crawling back
Its killing my existence (kill your family)
For a notion of relief (I am your god now)
I must do this you
Fall in love with the
Thought of confused
Torment
Break you down
Bury you deep
Its killing my existence (kill your family)
For a notion of relief (I am your god now)
I cannot take it any longer
It has consumed my soul for the lust of death and pain
36 total wounds in 2 minutes
Bring me down with you
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3. |
Psychoactive Suicide
04:04
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Slaughter my dreams
I can't take it anymore
My mental warfare
Has left you dead on the floor
Concentrate on destruction
I take this tab
Fulfill my last laugh
And now I'm tripping
Over bones and skulls
Concentrate on destruction
I cant believe you
I cant stand you
I'll beat you
And strand you
So you'll understand
What its like
To be me
Third eye has awoken
Its searching for the bullet
My final word I've spoken
Kill it, kill it
A psychoactive suicide
Tripping as a bullet flies
Watch it dissolve into dust
As my head then combusts
I'm falling into void
As colors fly by
My last sight a black hole
In the shape of my mind
I see you at the end
Bloody and gored
With a smile on my face
You are no more
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4. |
Why Did I?
00:56
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