Your words should be solidified and sold as manure! Your life is like a crippling illness, and for it there=B9s no cure! Your attitudes are like disco
Your words should be solidified and sold as manure! Your life is like a crippling illness, and for it there's no cure! Your attitudes are like disco dancing
fall through I need to fill the hole in my soul Don't need no sisters of mercy They set me off like a loaded gun Ain't nothing in this world possessing
Fingers severed on a mirrors edge Isolated with no respect Conversation has been replaced Punctured slowly ideas escape My possessions are all I have
I didn't know when I was lucky Discontented feeling bad Filled with envy For possessions other people had I found my pride had always hurt me Fought
[Verse 1:] I go on forever Older burns are overturned My life for worse or better I'm just craving for a cure [Refrain:] Like a man possessed A requiem
...It's mercy you're asking for Cheating life by taking more It's mercy you're asking for Take my life or give me more... The loss of prize possessions To cure
scissors Cutting out a foreign pattern All the things you do Affecting my behavior No doctors got me diagnosed No science proves a safe cure It's voodoo
your sanity. Thoughts that aren't your own rage inside gout head, gradually cleansing the singularity you possess... A hierarchy broken: disordered they
[music: Dennis, Jake lyricks: Jake] Psychical crushes-made for a human Insistently are searching for cure A desperate being is trying to escape from
Imprisoned in all of us, a journey A true test of being, a struggle in us all to be human We all possess the most raw and natural power deep inside Standing
I broke my promise on a very sharp rock and i was possessed by something quite unfriendly and i was haunted by a demon in my sleep and that's how i
But livin' ain't easy in this world today When you're surrounded by "terror-screams" Officially declared insane A number is not a name. A case without cure
[Originally by Andrew Jackson Jihad] I broke my promise on a very sharp rock and i was possessed by something quite unfriendly and i was haunted by
we cure this possession? This obsession, In our minds At the ends of the earth will we ever be satisfied Can we cure this possession? This obsession
the holy order, I seek your help Understand my plight, help me fight this curse that bestows me My son you must not fight, for this is no cure but a mission