
TUNING:E Standard (E A D G B E)
⏱ 03:46
MASTER RECORDING LYRICS
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Feeling aimless i can't fake this where's the antidote
smothered out another life do you really think it's right
take a measure of the treasure but the demon's gaining pleasure
just a teaser here's the feature wicked voice inside the speaker
little pills and empty feels captivate the saddest still
wishing well of rotten flesh breathe it in it takes your breath
down and out we're so forgotten reach into the core and stop it
feeling sick inside my head maybe they should just be dead
remedy is out of reach practice what you always preach
drain em all just like a leach go and soak your soul in bleach
opened ears will always hear but empty hands could always steal
blinded eyes could see it all with every breath we just might fall
No you can't hide now this ain't your way out
no you can't hide now this ain't your way out
Say it's simple all resentful pack up mediocrity
hate the critic fuck the cynic building up atrocity
level out the playing field seeking for a better yield
all these wounds may never heal packaged up and in the deal
selling souls like penny candy all this shit is so uncanny
can't remember like your granny signed in blood now have a xanny
keep you happy keep you stupid all the shit you make diluted
gender fluid t girl stupid so confused and now you're losing
zombie walking dead man talking take a look inside the coffin
is this what you really wanted? must've been the devil stalking
faded out before you spoken all the shit you have awoken
takes control of what you are, had to die to be a star
No you can't hide now this ain't your way out
no you can't hide now this ain't your way out
letting em take control
forget the ones you know
obstacles in the way
just wanna make them pay
letting em take control
forget the ones you know
obstacles in the way
just wanna make them pay
Animosity has got you climbing up these walls
when i'm rising are they gonna fuckin watch me fall
picking up the pieces maybe it could be misleading
it don't have a rhyme of reason all we know is it's the season
maggots in the window seal waiting for that blood to spill
feel the hate inside the veins only thing that's left is pain
gotta fry my fuckin brains to escape this empty plain
if you think you have the heart then go back and restart
for so many it's too late could not play the fuckin game
lost their lives so pointlessly now it's clear they could not see
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12 TRACKS🎸TRACK METADATA & TUNING
TUNINGE Standard (E A D G B E)
KEY & SCALEE Minor (Em)
TEMPO120 BPM
DURATION03:46
