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Pyromaniac
00:50
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Heart sunk low with your head in your hands
Scratching the bottom trying to make a plan
Desperate from relief from the intolerable pain
The remedy can only be to burn everything
Fire, fire - Maniac
Iām a pyromaniac
Higher, higher - Fight back
Iām a pyromaniac
Itās easy to start, all you need is a spark
Burn it down, start anew, you can do it too
Trial by fire, onto the pyre
Make āem suck on smoke like a pacifier
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2. |
Never Been Caught
01:25
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Staring at the wall, thinking of nothing at all
Start to shiver, start to twitch, start to feel my fingers itch
Plot and plan, get what I want anyway I can
Visionās gone blurry, about to get my hands dirty
Gonna smash, going irate, gotta desecrate
Iād be good if being bad didnāt feel so fucking great
Never felt guilty, never a penalty
Whatās right and whatās wrong, itās just a formality
Born obscene, defiant ātil Iām dead
Remain unseen, I stay one step ahead
Wonāt keep me caged, wonāt be left to rot
Because Iāve never, never been caught
So quick to condescend, well you aināt so innocent
You just point your finger and wallow in contempt
Living in a fantasy, a false sense of security
You donāt have the guts to live like me
Born obscene, defiant ātil Iām dead
Remain unseen, I stay one step ahead
Wonāt keep me caged, wonāt be left to rot
Because Iāve never, never been caught
Canāt be saved, wonāt be outdone
You call it depraved, I call it good clean fun
Your rules are only an afterthought
Because Iāve never, never been caught
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3. |
Something To Hide
01:59
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The mask youāve made
The persona youāve conveyed
Itās all a fucking charade
Peel back the facade
To reveal a fraud
Beneath that smirk youāre flawed
Who are you trying to convince
Is it me or your own consciousness
Neither of us believe those lies
What do you have to hide?
Wearing thin, down to the skin
Frail, thin veil, to cover those lies
What, what do you have to hide?
Think Iām impressed? Well, youāre wrong
Youāve lied through your teeth to us all along
Wearing a disguise, a dire guise
You must have something to hide
You misconstrue whatās true
Askew, like the bullshit you spew
Built on lies, youāre the one I despise
You must have something to hide
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4. |
Public Disservice
01:42
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We can fabricate a candidate
A covert way to manipulate the head of state
You could be our new recruit, a patsy in a suit
The final attribute to make our power absolute
Weāll hire the pundits to endorse our puppet
And play this marionette like a string quartet
Mingle with the elite, sit in the hot seat
You can have a new career in deceit
A lapel flag pin and a dirty grin
Youāre almost certainly guaranteed to win
Just kiss some babies, press some flesh
Start your career in public disservice
Once youāre in itās time to begin
Weāll fill your cabinet with our businessmen
Launch the rockets, increase our profits
Watch the money roll in from the oval office
Youāll pass our diatribe as your policy
Commit warcrimes periodically
Pander public fear and weāll be the profiteer
Fight an endless war that we engineer
Thereās nothing that we canāt handle
Unless, of course, you start a public scandal
Then youāre useless, but youāve served your purpose
During your career in public disservice
Public disservice - Donāt forget to lock your office
Protect and serve us - And you can line your pockets
Serve no purpose - Just smile when you make a promise
Youāre fucking worthless
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5. |
Bone To Pick
00:51
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I canāt believe the shit you say
Blind accusations and hearsay
Wound so tight, full of spite
You cling to any scene like a parasite
You lead a witch hunt
A publicity stunt
To inflate your ego
Importance placebo
Pretentious clown
Attention hound
You make me sick
Iāve got a bone to pick, with you
I should feel sorry for you
So vacant headed, nothing better to do
When will your tirade end?
When youāve burned all your bridges and you have no friends
Just stay at home, leave us alone
You make me sick, Iāve got a bone to pick
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6. |
Full Blast
01:31
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Anything worth doing is worth overdoing
Way too fast aināt quite quick enough
Running on fumes but Iām redlined
Pedal to the floor until the end of time
I think Iām allergic to moderation
Oblivion is my only destination
We wonāt comply, play fast or die
No, weāll never stop, fuck off
Canāt sit still, canāt take a rest
Not moving forward feels like holding my breath
Live life to excess, I have no regrets
Take my chances like Russian roulette
Today might be your last, let judgement lapse
Turn it up full fucking blast
No responsibility - Full blast
No sympathy - Full blast
Only Hostility - Full blast
For mediocrity - Full fucking blast, up your ass
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7. |
Skullcrack
01:46
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Watch the dirt fill up with hot blood
Covering your hands with burgundy mud
Eyes roll back, thoughts fade to black
Keep an open mind when your skullās cracked
Drill down, try to open your brain
Release the pressure thatās causing the pain
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8. |
One More
01:50
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Once I get started you know that I canāt quit
Iāll commit ātil Iām sick and Iām 86ād
Donāt know if Iāll survive the night, but Iāll take the risk
Lose count of the amount when a drink touches my lips
Canāt stay on my feet
Can barely see, cāest la vie
Bruised and sore, on the floor
But Iāll take one more
Iām a machine, my breath smells like gasoline
What do you mean Iām making a scene? This is my routine
Iāll drink, you pour
Until Iām face to face with the floor
Now Iāve got the spins and I canāt use my limbs
I either have double vision or everyone has a twin
But maybe youāre right, I should call it a night
Just one more before I see daylight
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9. |
Uphill Battle
01:48
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My whole life Iāve never had a glimmer of hope
Going nowhere down a slippery slope
Everyone against me, thatās my reality
Bloated carcass in the street thatās my destiny
I just canāt seem to break free
No matter what I do Iām always fucked
Doomed before I start, Iām shit out of luck
Never get ahead, I can never catch a break
Mistakes are the only thing I make
Lemme tell you, If itās not one thing, itās two others
Failure hanging over me, Iām smothered
Itāll be the death of me, I know Iām cursed
If my clogged arteries donāt kill me first
Everything I try- Uphill battle
Probably until I die- Always a hassle
Lookinā pretty bleak- Uphill battle
Iām up shit creek- Without a paddle
Under attack like I have a target on my back
Thereās a train coming and Iām tied to the tracks
Take a walk in my shoes, you canāt take the abuse
When it rains it pours, thatās my excuse
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