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High on a Motorcycle.
03:33
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Sign the casket, I know the deal
Blood and broken teeth
Nothing will stop me
Blood and broken teeth, nothing will stop me
Nothing will stop me, not even a concrete dream
It’s not meant for the weak
But I just want to be free
Bar to bar motorcycle take me
I can fly, I just need some wings
On the road, I’m not stopping until I’m free.
What’s it gonna be
Suicide shift
Sign the casket I know the deal
Sign the casket, it’s time to feel
Suckin air, I just wanna feel the wind
Now I’m missing you and my stomach is sick motorcycle on my mind
Sucking air, I just wanna feel the wind and concrete
Sign the casket, I know the deal
Sign the casket, it’s time to feel
Suckin air, I just wanna feel the wind
Concrete
No, it’s never for the weak
Nothing will stop me
Welcome my friends, we’re finally free
Bar to bar
A concrete dream
Blood and broken teeth
Stained bark on the tree
Concrete
The greatest deal of my forever dream
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2. |
Chernoverload.
02:55
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You get what you fucking get
Fuck the force, I serve myself
God turns his back when you cry for help
You stand behind a fake oath
No shelter from the cold
Never welcome in my home
If you couldn’t breathe
I’d say I didn’t hear you choke
Training dogs to do the devil’s work
Now it’s time for you to feel the hurt
Out of sight, out of mind
Burning every flag with a blue line
Now that my eyes are open, I’ll never close them again
Pages being turned in books that should’ve never been opened.
Fuck the force, I serve myself
God turns his back when you cry for help.
Head on the path, foot on the gas
Final breath, we meet at last
Head on the path, foot on the gas
Damaging truth, we meet at last
Head on the path, foot on the gas
Final breath, we meet at last.
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3. |
Violently High.
02:58
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Health going south, when it gets to your guts
Yeah you’re something to forget like an urn in the dust.
I tried offering trust, got lost in the lust
I’m retracing steps while fighting the buzz
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide but I gave it some time
Crawling out from the fucking grime
In a light, exposing the rust
Short on hope and lost the trust
Gotta get the fix, I gotta get by
I’m not mad, I’m just violently high
I’m not mad
You’re not mad?
I’m not mad, I’m just violently high
No hope
Tried offering trust and got lost in the lust
I’m retracing steps while fighting the buzz
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide but I gave it some time
What a day to die
Health going south, yeah I’m fighting the buzz
Swallowed by the tide
And I’m violently high
If this is what you make it, I never faked it
Fighting the buzz
Crawling out from the fucking grime
I’m not mad, I’m just violently high
Something to fucking forget, like an urn in the dust.
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4. |
Permanent Sleep.
02:30
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Face cold, your lips are turning blue
You haven’t sunk yet
But everything catches up to you
No, no
Denial, you can’t tell me more
A deeper hole, a bigger knot
Now it’s out of your hands
Can’t forget the past
In a straight line, like a frozen rope
What good is a torch if the nozzles broke
Because your stuck in the ice, feet first
Let the lies replace water
To quinch your thirst
Denial you can’t tell me wrong
Same dance, same song
Denial, you can’t tell me wrong
Same dance, same song
Time to wash your hands
If you’re silent, how could I understand
9:55 t-minus five, til double digits hits the hour of the night, reaper turn of the light
It is what it is, when the parents bury their kids
Life is short but, it’s far from precious
Truth comes out aging past its innocence
If you stay silent how could I understand
A new low, you’ll never learn your lesson
No doves in a field of crows
No doves in a field of crows
That’s just how it goes
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5. |
Enough.
03:03
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All the weight curving my spine, it’s been enough
And the price to pay for a piece of mind
There you go again, running towards the ultimate sin
I just hope you know, you’ll never come back from this
Save your feelings it’s not right, save your prayers
When you see me walking towards the ending
You always come around but you can’t speak your mind
You always run around but you can’t
Make the time
Welcome, what do you want?
Come on...?
Would’ve, should’ve, could’ve
You’re running out of luck
I’ll see you in hell
Peel the skin back, restore to bonestock.
Spend all your time running around
Just to end up back in the same line
All the weight curving my spine, it’s been enough
And the price to pay for a piece of mind, it’s been enough
It’s been enough
Always run around but you can’t
Make the time.
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