great pains i've gone to gang slang i've gone to lame brain looking for gold i i have become someone else outside stepping to inside stepping to my side
if we gain by severance we gain most of all annihilate your kindness twisting those involved scenes of revolution scenes of your destruction we are
slow it down, down, down, down yeah, you push it i see it. i need it i see it. i need it my mind is corrosive i trip on corrosive i freak see through
go not enough to sweat of the bud in a search of means to the end giving up all in need of none and i'm looking in from the out
stem anything that I want you to know anything that I want you to see see the reason to which way to be anything that I want you to be damn good thing
speed toward hell shed no tears you don't know me take my life steal my tongue to defeat your taste could never criticize no better then me better then
close your eys and fly away motion can't you feel the motion you can see right through me we connect you're a part of me get up on this wiscosin death trip
i've been taking abuse and it's senseless fist into the wall and it's painless i've been living the lie that i made me live it screaming into the mic
hand me a line really hand me a line really hand me a line hand me a line really hand it to me i've always loved you love dumpling your shit's like chocolate