Numbing rumble, countless medicine, Depleted from years of abuse Death rattle shaking And there's no faking, undertaking Pressure point, rigor mortis
There is a part of me that's always sixteen I've found the secret of eternal youth Some get high on life or money, but there's an Escape, drop out of
Eliminate, the life decline... I've paid the masters with blood and hunger ...And it's not for sale by any stretch. It's like religion without a Bible
The time had finally come to kill the vein. And I'm dropping down the dirt on your grave It might hurt so bad, but I can't feel sad Rid of a fool like
The end will crush the light And sends a message, It won't please The naked eye Without and end there is no light To foretell, to blind you The law of
68' into the world born And the Seventies, a breath after the war Life was confusing because of my age Should my eyes open for tomorrow?s gains? I can
On one whole bottle "uplifting!" There is no telling what I'll do Run head first into traffic A mindset of annihilation No sense makes sense You can
Wears 10 crowns, dragons heads Southern are the sons, Lords unmatched - Their eyes don?t look right, should they be trusted now? Trashed-mouth Gods,
There's nothing special about it It's either there when you're born or not Gifted with talent are no big deal Welcome to the death of a century... Cause
Build an inner door, drop and then explore You smoke your head on straight, then drink Your woes away - Some might not understand possession Controls
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