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Trauma Junkie
03:42
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I'm not the person that I wanted to be, somethings inside of me
There's someone else inside my head.
There's a darkness in the pit of my soul, I think it wants control
I think it wants inside my brain, MY BRAIN!
Cut me once watch me bleed
Cut me twice it's all I need
I guess I'm just a Trauma Junkie
Make it Hurt, make me feel
only pain makes it real
I guess I'm just a Trauma Junkie
I Can't keep hiding from the things that I've done, and now I'm on the run
Only this time it's for real
There's a Demon in the back of my mind, it may be hard to find,
but it's hungry and it wants more, IT WANTS IT ALL!
Cut me once watch me bleed
Cut me twice it's all I need
I guess I'm just a Trauma Junkie
Make it Hurt, make me feel
only pain makes it real
I guess I'm just a Trauma Junkie
Take me in, Break me down
Break me in, take me down
Subdue me, Review me
See through me like you knew me
Undo me, Renew me
force your hate and fears into me
Sedate me medicate me
sacrifice my life to save me
create me, reinstate me
watch the world eviscerate me.
Cut me once watch me bleed
Cut me twice it's all I need
I guess I'm just a Trauma Junkie
Make it Hurt, make me feel
only pain makes it real
I guess I'm just a Trauma Junkie
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Prototype
04:34
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Watching from your window, witnessing your life pass by.
Self-disconnected you live through others then you die.
Live your life not truly living, hide your head beneath the sand,
Reflection of a Human Being, a carbon copy of a man.
There is no new horizon dawning in unopened minds.
Their search for false salvation being guided by the blind.
The faulty prophet preaching poison buzzes in their ears.
The cowards tell themselves exactly what they want to hear.
The grass is always greener, looking from the other side,
Until you've come to find your green oasis cracked and dry.
Hiding from eternal night, forever in the light of day,
The ever present darkness looming, shadows chase the sun away.
The world will march to the beat of one drum,
our dreams will end when the nightmare comes,
As toxic thoughts sink deeper in our minds.
Reveal the truth behind the pain,
and you will learn we're all the same,
Just another gear in the machine.
The world will march to the beat of one drum,
our dreams will end when the nightmare comes,
As toxic thoughts sink deeper in our minds.
Reveal the truth behind the pain,
and you will learn we're all the same,
Just another gear in the machine.
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I4NI
03:53
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4. |
Fire in the Sky
04:17
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Power hungry bureaucrats and narrow minded fools
Flex atomic muscles determining who rules
Defcon one it's world war three the silos open wide
Push the button turn the key release the prize inside
A call to arms, a call for blood it's global genocide
The mushroom clouds are forming and there's nowhere left to hide
A billion voices screaming out at once before they die
Their silhouettes burned to the walls by fire in the sky
Retaliation chain reaction rocket engines flare
A holocaust for every faction murder must be shared
The global village is on fire, cities vapourized
We all die for nothing and there's nothing left alive.
A call to arms, a call for blood it's global genocide
The mushroom clouds are forming and there's nowhere left to hide
A billion voices screaming out at once before they die
Their silhouettes burned to the walls by fire in the sky
Silence falls across the world's irradiated land
The sun forever hidden by the clouds of dust and sand
Innocence taken life forsaken all reduced to ash
All is calm all is still the world's at peace at last
A call to arms, a call for blood it's global genocide
The mushroom clouds are forming and there's nowhere left to hide
A billion voices screaming out at once before they die
Their silhouettes burned to the walls by fire in the sky
A call to arms, a call for blood it's global genocide
The mushroom clouds are forming and there's nowhere left to hide
A billion voices screaming out at once before they die
Their silhouettes burned to the walls by fire in the sky
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Judas Cradle
04:34
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