My neck has been broke, in the noose of lifes
Through your fear I am reborn
A hand of grief can't
The death, the lies, in lies the truth
All that
In this garden full of good
Lies a garden full
Smokin, trippin, drinkin
never thinkin whats to be
Another day, another war
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Deathbent
Warped mind
Tripped out
Out of line
Bodycount rise again
Sick and
Mother come pick me up
I feel I've lost all
There is no rationale, nothing is real
There is no sympathy,
And here I stand
I Find myself alone again
The miles I've
This grave of life I give to you
Ignore what was
So you're done with dealing
Yeah, so you don't say?
Caught in
Here comes the rain
Another day, another storm
I've been down, down,
Tired Of This
Done With That
Never Satisfied With Where
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