Walls |
Coming of Age |
If I had choice to leave
They'd wage all hell on me Poetic fate the end is here Disrespect the walls that surround you If they're closing in, your violent defense Go! Break those chains if they bind you You're innocent, but the violence! Repeal your social laws The ones that kill us all Just say those words and I'll be gone He's condescending now He's holier than thou His final darkness comes to pay Disrespect the walls that surround you If they're closing in, your violent defense Go! Break those chains if they bind you You're innocent, but the violence! Disrespect the Walls that surround you If they're closing in, your violent defense Go! Break those chains if they bind you You're innocent, no more silence! |
Deceit oppresses
Authority condences Blinding all your senses Makes you feel so down Authority is Oppression This is your Coming of Age Authority is Oppression This is your Coming of Age |
Tombstone
I'm going to hell for the sins that I've made
Most here will tell you that I have no shame
And when I'm in hell unto flames I will burn
You ought to know that I will return
Outlaws will ride bringing horror to you
Running to hide is the worst you could do
They'll find you, they'll harm you, they'll make you no more
Your name on a tombstone to settle the score
Tombstone
My body lies dead as I hear the sound
Disembodies onward thunder
This stone!
This tumbleweed town's been getting me down
You won't find me 'round here anymore
Most here will tell you that I have no shame
And when I'm in hell unto flames I will burn
You ought to know that I will return
Outlaws will ride bringing horror to you
Running to hide is the worst you could do
They'll find you, they'll harm you, they'll make you no more
Your name on a tombstone to settle the score
Tombstone
My body lies dead as I hear the sound
Disembodies onward thunder
This stone!
This tumbleweed town's been getting me down
You won't find me 'round here anymore
My Hallucinogen
I am the one that you fright
I am the wrong that ain't right
I am the reason you stay
Messing you up more each day
I am the negative one
The shooting force of a gun
I am the easy way out
You never find a way out
Once they close the casket
And you hide your hatchet
They're too afraid to ask it
I am the pain in your side
And unto me you confide
I am the rot and decay
I'm never going away
Once they close the casket
And you hide your hatchet
They're too afraid to ask it
Once they close the casket
And you hide your hatchet
They're too afraid to ask it
I am the wrong that ain't right
I am the reason you stay
Messing you up more each day
I am the negative one
The shooting force of a gun
I am the easy way out
You never find a way out
Once they close the casket
And you hide your hatchet
They're too afraid to ask it
I am the pain in your side
And unto me you confide
I am the rot and decay
I'm never going away
Once they close the casket
And you hide your hatchet
They're too afraid to ask it
Once they close the casket
And you hide your hatchet
They're too afraid to ask it