Symptoms Of Death Songtext
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I finally got my first true vision,
of making all every last desicion
I'll save up my strength for the road home,
to keep me from suffocating in this dome
The instant colors shoot by my head,
the foots on the pedal keeping me moving instead
You thought I'd stay here with you?
I've got some different plans to do
The struggle,
of making all every last desicion
I'll save up my strength for the road home,
to keep me from suffocating in this dome
The instant colors shoot by my head,
the foots on the pedal keeping me moving instead
You thought I'd stay here with you?
I've got some different plans to do
The struggle,
of violence,
has erupted it's symptoms on you
But now the hatred,
of dying,
has left me without a clue
If only we were labeled and were never out lucked,
you'd have a banner reading im 100 % fu cked
Losing, and using lies when you stall
keeps me from slamming the brakes on at all
Pressure on my mind keeps it all red,
but I just want to see the image of you dead
Thinking I'll be Mr.Nice Guy for life?
Wrong guess, Im about to use this knife
The struggle,
of violence,
has erupted it's symptoms on you
But now the hatred,
of dying,
has left me without a clue
My symptoms of death involve nothing but you,
they give me the details of how you live through
There's too many problems to fix my life from the start,
Im waiting for the blood to stop pumping to my heart
You gave me a warning of stopping for air,
how do I know you're not waiting out there?
With a thought to hack and a thought to slash,
You leave me with an open mind to thrash
It's this brain I can't pop,
please get me to stop,
from this blade meeting your neck,
and leaving me to clean up the mess in a wreck
The pain has passed,
and so have you,
it kills me to keep in the thoughts I must spew
On the floor,
out through the door,
The killing feeling has importance no more
has erupted it's symptoms on you
But now the hatred,
of dying,
has left me without a clue
If only we were labeled and were never out lucked,
you'd have a banner reading im 100 % fu cked
Losing, and using lies when you stall
keeps me from slamming the brakes on at all
Pressure on my mind keeps it all red,
but I just want to see the image of you dead
Thinking I'll be Mr.Nice Guy for life?
Wrong guess, Im about to use this knife
The struggle,
of violence,
has erupted it's symptoms on you
But now the hatred,
of dying,
has left me without a clue
My symptoms of death involve nothing but you,
they give me the details of how you live through
There's too many problems to fix my life from the start,
Im waiting for the blood to stop pumping to my heart
You gave me a warning of stopping for air,
how do I know you're not waiting out there?
With a thought to hack and a thought to slash,
You leave me with an open mind to thrash
It's this brain I can't pop,
please get me to stop,
from this blade meeting your neck,
and leaving me to clean up the mess in a wreck
The pain has passed,
and so have you,
it kills me to keep in the thoughts I must spew
On the floor,
out through the door,
The killing feeling has importance no more
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