1. |
You Should Be Proud
04:19
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Hold on to something
And then nothing
And then something more.
A creak and whisper,
And then horrors from the open door.
Hold on
Just hold on.
A sound of love,
A sound of hate,
And then left in disgrace.
I came to you,
You opened up,
And now a time and place
For endings
Unhappy endings...
Yeah you
You still haunt me
Well am I dreaming
Of being alone with you
You left
You still hurt me
You still scarred me
Without you in my life
I'd be so much more
I've traveled through and through,
And reached the end of nothing new.
I now own nothing but the scars from hell you've put me through.
Hold on
Just hold on.
Let's waste away,
Forget the day,
I don't care anymore.
Angst and pain,
Without their names,
They still mean so much more than love...
What was love.
Yeah you
You still haunt me
Well am I dreaming
This can't be happening
You left
You still hurt me
You still scarred me
Without you in my life
I'd be so much more
I'm sick of being me
A tired tragedy
I'm sick of being me
Forever
I'll bleed it
Yeah you
You still haunt me
Well am I dreaming
Of being alone with you
You left
You still hurt me
You still scarred me
Without you in my life
What you do to me...
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2. |
Bob's Overwhelming Rage
02:43
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Danger starting up
The walls; breaking down
And all the memories goes 'round and 'round and 'round
go
And all the pieces may
Fall down, just as they lay
And shattered glass is but a remnant of our love
fuck you
Before the needle broke my skin
Disgusting comfort from within
Before the needle broke my skin
I knew that you would be my end
So much for holding off
Cheers to giving in
I chased smoke with drink and all my love brought sin
So keep your sorrow
And all your insecurities
Now watch the ashes fall
As all the embers side with me...
I don't think this is where we want to be
We're speaking words so cryptically
If I could go back
If I could do this all again
Before the needle broke my skin
Disgusting comfort from within
Before the needle broke my skin
I knew that you would be my end
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3. |
West, Bro
03:48
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Shirley, you can't be so ignorant
Shirley, I'm starting to get sick of it
Surely you realize you're wrong
And if there is a god you know he's just as fucking disgusted as me
If you think that god will spite us sinners
Than you must be the first one on his list
Because you slander his name with every sign
And every righteous bastard that thinks you are doing right, well they'll be next
Don't follow father when he tells you stick your hand into the flame
And if you do make sure that you know you're the only one to blame
Scars across america
These scars, they cross whatever's left of our home
Now trust me, I know I'm not a saint
But if you'd let me, I'm trying to explain
That the other side, well it's full of lies it seems
And everyone that's gone, they're dead inside the ground along with dreams
Don't follow father when he tells you stick your hand into the flame
And if you do make sure that you know you're the only one to blame
He taught you filth and now you think that the whole world has gone insane
If satan judges all I hope is that you never escape pain
Scars across america
These scars, they cross whatever's left of our home
One more time
We have not sinned
We are not bad
We will not fall
We will not fall
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4. |
Rip It Out
03:46
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Explode
I've figured out
All these voices in my head
Sickened demons born and bred
With no intention of giving it
There's nothing new
I'm a cynic who's burnt out
Recycled, grey, and full of doubt
I hope that this world can take me now
I'm ready
Indecision's come in
Words don't come as easily
This occupation is killing me
Indecision's come and
Words don't come as easily
This occupation is killing me
They say the secret's locked inside me, come and rip it out
They say the secret's locked inside me, fucking rip it out
Are you kidding me?
Fuckin' killing me
One last time
I'll spill these lines
Lost in time
Between the wonders and horrors locked inside of me
One last time
I'll spill these lines
No talent lies
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Aurelia Windsor, Ontario
Rise Records won't touch us and your grandma can't stop.
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