We'll Grind that Axe for A Long Time
Wears 10 crowns, dragons heads, Southern and the sons, the Lords unmatched. -Their eyes don't look right, should they be trusted now? Trash-mothed caos, avoided kings with the spirit of revolt, (for)the ghost of youth. (Chorus) Every fucking year it stays the same. Everbody changes to suit the day. Out of Pride I'll isolate my fears. (we,ve) never turned over backs on why we're here. We'll grind that axe for a long time.
Follow close, the train of fools, just like them (could be) just like you. -their eyes don't seem right. Easily impressed, plauge for dressed up fakes. (I have) No respect. (Chorus) Every fucking year remains the same, everbody sucks up to suit the day. Out of hate I'll isolate myself. Through teh worst we still marched into hell. We'll grind that axe for a long time x4 The smell in the air is chicken shit.
(Chorus) Every fucking song remains the same. To everyone who sucks up for teh fame out of strength you know we speak the truth. Every trend that dies is living proof, we'll grind that axe for a long time.
Uplift
On one whole bottle "uplifting". There is no telling what I'll do (with) a mindset of annihilation. No sense makes sense you can't get bought without thought no sense makes sense. You can't get bought without thought inside.
(Chorus) Uplift- uplifting x2  On hallvcinogenic "uplift". I can sted out of my body (find that) religion is in myself. I'll split my wead in two and see you twice.
No sense of making sense. You can't get bought without thought inside of your head now
(Chorus) Uplit...Uplifting 2x     
Give me alcohol extremities instead of proofless (101) christianity. Drunk deep in a coma state. Critics disgusted, but a smile is on my fucking face. I do anything that I want, I get everything that I ask. And if this message bothers you, you know just kiss my fucking ass hole
Uplift 4x
It Makes Them Disappear
Gone... The time had finally come to kill the view. 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 wrath has just begun, the time has finally come. And it hurts so bad, and it drives you mad, life with a blinded view (of you)
(chorus) It makes them disappear, it fills their lives with fear when their future isn't clear. It makes them disapear.
-Gone-  So the coward has up and run to be saved but with each step taken down, you sink in your grave. It might hurt so bad, but I can't feel sad. Rid of a fool like you.
(Chorus) Get the fuck on down the road.
(Dimes Solo)
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