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Manic Oppression
02:40
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Faceless Figurehead of the nightmare state we live in
They determine our greater good
Based on their own selfish benefits
Government corruption
I don’t care, I don’t care
Abuse of power
I don’t care I don’t care
Spineless hypocrite
I don’t care, I don’t care
Burn your bridges
I don’t care, I don’t care
Killing the innocent
By your own means
You’ve got blood on your hands
But your conscience fells no grief
Government corruption
I don’t care, I don’t care
Abuse of power
I don’t care I don’t care
Spineless hypocrite
I don’t care, I don’t care
Burn your bridges
I don’t care, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
I don’t care, I don’t care
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Con
02:21
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Blinded, by what you said
Never pulling through with what you meant
And I don’t ever know what will come next
Yet you don’t either
Because you don’t know what you said
Don’t practice what you preach
You know all the in-betweens
Don’t practice what you preach
You know all the in-betweens
Confused by your terrible ego
Said you would beat them
But what would I know
Troubled by your own consequences
You hypocrite
You’re so full of it
If I ever find out
There’s a chance you won’t get out
I can’t recall that
Don’t practice what you preach
You know all the in-betweens
Don’t practice what you preach
You know all the in-betweens
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Respite
01:30
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I lost myself somewhere in between
The thoughts in my head
And this hospital bed
If I don’t get out I will surely end up dead
Trapped in this place with no escape
Lost without a light
The darkness fills my head
I can’t help thinking I’d be better off dead
Now I am drowning in the sea
And I, I can barley breath
But I finally feel at peace
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Rot
03:43
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Remorse, it cut like a bloodied knife
Regret, that which faded away
He, on that ever lasting drive from the scene
The crawl, away from where the mind stood
Terror, which engulfed the eye
Infecting the thoughts of the decrepit
Driving miles away to no end
But there was no end as the mind proceed to rot
Rot away
Rot away
I said rot
Just please rot
Rot away
I said rot
Can you just rot
Just rot away
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