dead end song You wish that smoke could change its color on I love it when you talk so much And act like nothin' went wrong I'm lookin' for a dead end
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a dead end song You wish that smoke could change its color I love it when you talk so much and act like nothing went wrong I'm looking for a dead end
for a dead end song You wish that smoke could change its color I love it when you talk so much and act like nothing went wrong I'm looking for a dead end
inspired. Gathering arms for chameleon wars, In the end you're all adulation whores. Feel the same as I did yesterday. Gathering arms for chameleon wars, In the end
Although it seems ok, Never really goes away, The damage is done, Always turns a color grey, No closures there, Floating in the air, No answers
What about all the things that's come over me, Thinking 'bout some atrocities, What about all that blatant stupidity flowing over, Sickness mauling,
Snapshot the big to comin' your way, Footsteps they're heavy deafeining me, Woodenkeeps me company, second string put me in, Insert the ink pen, juguler
[feat. Chud of Mudvayne] Is nothing sacred in those parasitic ways, Perhaps its just another to make you feel like you belong, I satnd accused of all
No fun in hanging aroud here all day, Seems like I'm pissing all over my leg, Walkin the plank, Watching the sharks as they swim waiting for dinner,
Your energy, save it to throw mw down the stairs again, Numeral three phobia, skim the cream, stop bleedingon everything. Totally different head seems
All the lemonade I've made, Filling oceans, making waves, Don't really seen that strange, All the scenery has changed, Those precious little things,
Build it up to just break it all down and see what's left, Swinging at the fence, wonder which sand it will land on. Scratching the surface below, peel
Waiting for a sign to say its OK, Faking all the smiles wrapped around my face, Focus on the pain and exfoliate, Focus on the pain, Antithesis. Carving
Soak it up like the sponge I am, Wring it over my face and hands, all over, Consume me in my shackled state, devastate, recreate, Those those things
Truth is taking over, Wrapped up in a suit of armor, Cannot penetratethis metal, Don't it make feel insecure, Seasons they are changing, Lit up like
