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Intro
01:58
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Murder as Therapy
01:37
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Get your hands off my body
Are you proud of what you've done to me
You made me feel so empty
I'll show you murder as therapy
Get your hands off my body
Are you proud of what you've done to me
You made me feel so empty
I never loved you... Anyways
Why am I sad all the time
All these people they do nothing but lie
I hurt I cry mad all the time
Unsatisfied with all of mankind
I will climb 13 stories high
To jump not to fly
Splat hard on the ground
Brains ooze and I die
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3. |
Gift of Violence
02:17
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I made it here without a shred of help
These were just the cards that i was dealt
You made it here on another handout
You better watch where you point that finger now
No one to blame
For all your mistakes
You've got nothing left to say
No one to blame
For all your mistakes
No debt will go unpaid
Wearing your noose like a fucking necklace
I'll pull it so tight until your blue and breathless
I do not care if you live or die
I think about killing you all of the time
I'll twist the knife
Watch you bleed dry
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Forests burn the oceans rising
Oil spills and animals dying
When will we truly ask for change
When you have no restraint
Who are you to take a life
To put food on your plate at night
Is it ever enough to satisfy
The greed you feel inside
Inside your mind
You'll continue to deny
The hand you lent
To the beginning of the end
As the smoke fills the sky
Will you sit back and cry
Or will you take a fucking stand
And wash the blood off of your hands
Now that it's in your back yard
Change doesn't seem so hard
Is it ever enough to justify
The greed you felt inside
Inside your mind
You'll continue to deny
The hand you lent
To the beginning of the end
I can hear screams
Begging to be set free
Until every cage
Is fucking empty
You call this humane
Then hang your head in shame
You call this humane
Then i hope you feel their pain
We're just cogs in a machine
Taking more than we fucking need
But not me
There's no compassion for the living
We'll turn a blind eye to mass killing
I refuse to fold under pressure
The time for change is now or never
I hope now you understand
How you played your fucking hand
I refuse to fold under pressure
The time is now it's now or never
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