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Sick Nasty
01:44
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Everything you've ever loved will fall apart
Just like it was destined to from the start
(Leave it be)
You can't count on anything to stay together
It will fall apart and won't be remembered
(Truthfully)
We all crack with use
Even after a few
And yet what have I done to you?
You're bound to break
Simplifying myself
In hopes that it gets me somewhere
I'm at the point where I'd sell myself
Just to get out there
Standing so still I could feel the world spinning
I saved my punches for myself
Then bled onto the ground
After I shattered the mirror
It was never more clear
I cried myself to sleep
I never felt so
Vulnerable and weak
Please do me a favor
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Cut me out
Cut me open
Erase me
Replace me
Wake up and smell the roses
My smile's just a fake pose
I prefer a bleak outlook
Rather than sugar coated
Every night I shed tears from my eyes into my hands
Then try to shove them back into my head again
I am numb and it pains me
I am weak, but that weakness empowers me
Taking one for the team
I'll go down easily
Taking one for the team
They never wanted me
Taking one for the team
I'll go down easily
Taking one for the team
You'd never bleed for me
I'm so bad at hiding my discomfort
That I have to lie to keep my facade from going under
Important words mumbled under my breath
Don't bother asking what I said
If you cared to listen
You would have received my message about my current state of dread
Upset with myself
For dragging this whole thing out
Wish I would've drug my face across the pavement
When I decided to pass out.
I often come across a feeling of self hate
I've done everything to keep me in a sorry state
Home isn't where you live your life
It's where they bury you when you die
How can I learn to love with a heart full of hate?
Why are the joys in life so temporary; nothing concrete
Pack all my things and leave
Hell is where I belong, so say so long
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Shards
03:27
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I am an accident
Cover me up
Paint me in blood
Show me your pain
Fill me with love
Broken down
Unfocused now
Cover me up
Paint me in blood
In the end we all die
Some of us faster than others
Some of us at the same time
We were never meant to breathe
There's nothing left to save
There nothing left
Don't try it
I am an accident of an accident
Accepting consequences of backlashes
I only pray with closed fists
And you can't be expected to know this
You are all I can take away from the shrapnel
From the shards left in my veins
All else was destroyed when I took the blast to the void in my chest
That hole that I dug
It's just my fear that ate me alive
(I broke the locks in Heaven, I'll break the chains in Hell)
Am I still breathing or am I gone?
Every line is plagiarized
The rhythm of Death is in my mind
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The Empty Elevator
04:07
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I'm leaving this ride
I've been waiting to exit for some time
I meant to make it to the top, but I had to stop
The air was getting thin
Now I'm standing in this room wondering where to go from here
Doors open up
Fear fills my gut
Facing the empty
White walls suffocate me
Losing my grip
Can't take a step
Forward or back
I'm still trapped
Candles lit, I decompose (Going up)
Kiss the stone, leave a rose
Running from my own mistakes
Weighing me down
Try and sleep now
It's so cold in the dark
I didn't want to breathe
So they started forcing me
Growing apathy
Taking over
Taking me
Looking forward to the end
The end of my misery
At the end of my rope
I'll hang one up
You call my name
But I won't hear a thing
Just a pulse ceasing
And my lack of breathing
The empty elevator is begging me to enter
I can feel it in my bones
This place is not my home
Reminiscent of the world
Where I took my first steps
These will be my last
Corrupted like my past
I've found my hiding shot
I'll just be another thing you forgot
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