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DWTD
02:43
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bow to a king as a puppet on a string
pressured to digest this vicious cycle of distress
sinking deeper down
no matter what i say, no matter what i do, no matter what i think
i keep on sinking deeper down
oh i'm sick of being conceited
stuck on the lower level
battered, bruised, and beaten
i've been down with the devil
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Eagle's Grip
02:59
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eagle's grip is clawing my face
wiping out the few in last place
where do we turn? what do we do?
selling off our freedom, its lose against lose
the talons tear but they don't care
pinching every penny til there's nothing there
the american way. just do what we say (just do what they say)
eagle's grip is clawing my face
sucker punched the starving race
nowhere to turn; nothing we can do
boot on your throat - turning you blue
filthy, dirty, covered with greed
money hungry, spoiled from seed
boot on your throat
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Committed
02:36
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all day long i dream about sanity
struggle to maintain a grip on reality
a ticking time bomb, disgrace to humanity
believing what i know still fuels my insanity
they say i've gone mad
they say i lost my shit
stranded on a chair too weak to kick
this certified, committed lunatic
have i gone insane? are the gears just reeling in my brain?
have i gone insane? how much longer can i deal with the pain?
my life's been such a bitch lately, so tell my friends that i've gone crazy
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Mirror/Mirror
02:35
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a filthy politician caught up in a web
sees a feeble minded youth who soils the bed
a liar, a cheat treading truth to stay on top
sees a drug filled junkie who can't put down the rock (without the will to stop)
walk around with a cloak, in disguise
the truth gets old, but the mirror never lies
a filthy politician caught up in a web
sees a feeble minded youth who soils the bed
a liar, a cheat treading truth to stay on top
sees a drug filled junkie without the will to stop
mirror mirror on the wall: why do i feel three feet tall?
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Rot With The Wicked
02:56
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let me rot with the wicked
enslaved and addicted
just let me rot with the wicked
enslaved and addicted to the suffering
i'm suffering every last breath
im rotting - unsuspecting death
down to the core i slowly wait my final day
sit by the door - the reaper says i cannot stay
there's a feeling inside me that's telling me to wait
but i do not wish to wait. i wish to rot with the wicked
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Shakedown
02:09
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corruption can swing in the weight of the kings
when you're yielding a gun from the law where you sing
the only salvation is a forced donation
while you're slinging drugs in the back of the station
protect and serve - you'll get what you deserve
the punishment fits the crime
dealing like a thief on the company dime
take a look around - it's just another shakedown
dragging the innocent through the sludge
you call it justice - you can tell it to the judge
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Living Nightmare
01:52
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just when the beat hits the drum that's when the struggle was done
just thought i was the innocent one
piecing back the fear that i lost - only if you knew
piece back fear
just when the beat hits the drum that's when the struggle was done
just thought i was the innocent one
while i piece back the fear that i lost
sleeping with the lights on - the nightmare comes alive
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Soul Chamber
02:39
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leave me alone i'm savoring the pain
left on my own nothing remains the same
forced into a trap soul sucking waste of life
cursed with no way back to the surface i will rise
brought back to life without a fucking hope
hanging by a thread of the noose tied in this rope
i won't commit myself to a prophecy
i will not let you take a part of me
escape from my own personal hell: a cold dark chamber where i dwell
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Rock Bottom
02:44
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seeking pleasure in the streets below
frozen tears coat the dead white snow
the empty pockets of a widdled whore
leaves you broken - doesn't beg for more
rock bottom that's where i'm heading
rock bottom - teeth to the curb
seeking pleasure in the streets below
the downward spiral is all i know
beg forgiveness each step i crawl
strips you bear left with nothing at all
don't push me cause im too close to the edge
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Socialite
01:46
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fuck for fame - i wish you death
camera whore - a waste of breath
socialite a perfect fit, your whole life amounts to shit
blowing pills your sacred vow
no one cares a month from now
catching death with no escape
no role model - son of a bitch
count your sins
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Bring The Slaughter
02:14
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out cold or so i'm told
all that i know is that i have no soul
between life, death, my final breath
a damaged brain where only murder remains
lock the doors, hide your daughters
hell is waiting - bring the slaughter
when one man's guilt takes one man's pride
a twist of the knife to see what's really inside
weight on your back, hate in your chest
because i'm seeing red, the clock is ticking fast
and all that's left is death
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