1. |
Stress
01:43
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I Toil
I Stress
Endure
Obsess
But this Image of a man,
Doesn’t make me who I am…
Your God’s for nothing,
This world’s FORSAKED
Attuned to living this life half-baked…
So, find something to take the edge off now.
We’re all Rats in the wheel of time…
Searching for a fucking better life!
Time ticks, but it’s twisting like
A KNIFE!
We Toil
We stress
Endure
Obsess
We search for more, but pray for Death.
Continue till there’s nothing left…
Your God’s for nothing,
This world’s FORSAKED
Attuned to living this life half-baked…
So, find something to take the edge off now.
We’re all Rats in the wheel of time…
Searching for a fucking better life!
Time ticks, but it’s twisting like
A KNIFE!
I Toil, I Toil
I Stress, I Stress
Endure, Endure
Obsess, Obsess
I Toil, I Toil
I Stress, I Stress
Endure, Endure
Obsess, Obsess
I Toil, I Stress
I Stress, I Stress
Endure, Stress
Obsess, Stress
I Stress
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2. |
Divide & Destroy
02:16
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As we asses our laundry lists
Of reasons to feel distressed.
Thank your Gods and your Governments for
Keeping you powerless.
LOCKSTEP!
To these forms of control
You’re dowsed in fear
Manipulated and controlled
We’re divided and destroyed…
They’ll keep your bodies locked-up
They keep your mind occupied.
Socially distracted by a means
Of thought control.
But maybe I’m just jealous of your faith,
I should listen to the PIGS
and learn my place
maybe I’m just jealous of your faith,
maybe I’d fair better as a…
Maybe I’d fair better as a…
SAINT!
Throw a fist, or blow a kiss…
Now, What’s it gonna be?
Say goodbye to your “free thoughts”
Coz now’s their time to leave…
LOCKSTEP!
To these forms of control
You’re dowsed in fear
Manipulated and controlled
We’re divided and destroyed…
They’ll keep your bodies locked-up
They keep your mind occupied.
Socially distracted by a means
Of thought control.
But maybe I’m just jealous of your faith,
I should listen to the PIGS
and learn my place
maybe I’m just jealous of your faith,
maybe I’d fair better as a…
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3. |
Ignorance is Bliss
01:44
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Feeling down & depressed,
Fed-up with the stress.
Knowledge only makes you bitter,
Throw that garbage in the shitter.
If you want to be happy…
You gotta be dumb and say
FUCK IT!
THE NEWS!
Don’t want to know about
NOTHING!
I Choose…
To keep my head in the sand.
IGNORANCE IS BLISS!
IGNORANCE IS BLISS!
IGNORANCE IS BLISS!
IGNORANCE IS BLISS!
Feeling warped & distressed,
Fucked-up like the rest.
Knowledge only makes you bitter,
Throw that garbage in the shitter.
If you want to be happy…
You gotta be dumb!
IGNORANCE IS BLISS! X2
FUCK IT! DON’T WANT TO KNOW ABOUT NOTHING!
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4. |
Mind Control
01:41
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Open up your EYES,
The media has got you blind.
A daily corrosion of the MIND
A simulated life is now the aim.
While your life is played out just like a game…
FOR THE RICH!
You’re Ignorant,
OF THE WORLD YOU’RE LIVING IN.
BAD Vibrations
Still got me low
Can’t shake them out
Or let it go…
This is a WAR!
No-one can win
This mind control is setting in.
It’s Pay-To-Win
this media has got you bound.
A daily invasion of your Mind
Your life is played out just like a game
And you’ve only got yourself to…
these BAD Vibrations¬
Still got me low,
Can’t shake them out
Or let it go…
This is a WAR!
no-one can win
Your mind control is setting in..
IT’S PAY-TO-WIN!
I’ve got bad vibrations…
They’re sinking in.
They’re here to stay.
Your mind control is setting in,
YOUR MIND CONTROL IS SETTING IN!
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5. |
Cursed Path
02:06
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A Bastard Soul
Formed in the Darkest Hole
Cursed to walk upon this world of hate…
Doesn’t matter how hard I try,
I always have these voices inside.
I’m caught between the good and the bad now,
Misanthropic hatred burns from inside.
and It hurts to be
weighted and chained, so feel free
to take me from this path
from this cursed path
Formed from the Blackest Bones
a life of pain unknown.
A Cursed Soul
Doesn’t matter how hard I try,
I always have these voices inside.
I’m caught between the good and the bad now,
misanthropic hatred burns from inside.
Between the right hooks and the lefts.
with weighted rope around my neck
kick the chair, i'm of breath.
these chains of hate, I'm choked to death.
and It hurts to be
weighted and chained, so feel free
to take me from this path
from this cursed path.
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6. |
Rats
01:39
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Like hungry… RATS!
That feed on,
Validation from the Horde
Deception,
Is worth It’s weight in GOLD!
but that gold has turned to RUST!
Now there’s no-one left to trust.
Your Imperfection’s a prison,
You’re shackled by your flesh
Turning plastic, but toxic
and poisoning the well…
You’re getting SICK, SICK, SICK!
with every drop you choose to drink.
Hollowed out inside a SHELL!
Darker than the pits of HELL!
Feeding on your self ESTEEM!
What a life, or so it SEEMED!
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