Philip H. Anselmo

Walk Through Exits Only
It's ruined. Everybody ruins music… Not just me… You saw it/You liked it/Embraced it/Then faked it…Not just me… (I'm) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it… Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/rip it up and turn it into ashes… exit… It's ruined. Everybody ruins music…Not just me… You heard it/You learned it/You dressed it/(and) Accessed it… Not just me…(I'm) jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it… Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/shred it up and incinerate to ashes… Exit! Everything piles up…Until I burn it in the trash/incinerate and turn it into ashes… Exit! I walk through exits only… Because I can. We are no different/I'm not paving the way… See? It's indifferent…I'm not saving the day…(Therefore) we are no different… So it drives us away…The flame is incentive…So I burn it away… Like rabies amongst rats…Everyone ruins the music as time goes by…Not just me… You jacked it/Then hacked it/Devalued/And stole it…Not just me… I'm jaded and over it/sick of the whole of it…Everything piles up… Until I burn it in the trash/incinerate and turn it into ash… A comeback doesn't come gently…it's as ugly, as ugly is… Made of hedonist handcuffs…crushing weights… neurotic accuracy…and kills love outright… So burn it/one precious chunk/at a time…There's no reading between the lines. Like fire that falls from the sky… Like fleeing a monster of nature… Like a bullet born of a madman…There's no reading between the lines. Like disappearing from the face of the planet…Like being cut in half… Like having everything and burning it…There's no reading between the lines. Aus Songtexte Mania