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I feel the rage I love the pain But you got more then that All the despise of the unrevealed thought All the strange way of your thoughts Crushing in my mind Getting something to gain And thinking it was just a faze
Pointed your guns Horror in their faces Kill all, kill the pain Cover with mud The one that grown in my head And I felt my skin shred
The eyeballs of the world Painless little girl Made me crawl I slit my thin wrists I fake the death in my brain
Fake my teenage face Look to the eyes in your head Say the things that rhyme with death And say that the pain's begun
The rain falls in my face As like the axe in my brain Crying, to the roof The new-born god The wings of the angel Had beginning to shred
So what do I do now?
I felt the thing I hate I loved what I hate I said no more to pain I licked the dead rat I picked up the gun I felt all the beauty I said it wasn't me
What I see it isn't true The look, it torts my sight The bullet has left my head I don't feel dead Maybe it isn't right I saw my pain off Put it, wasn't me
Not me Just the pain I never took Painless girls they saw But isn't that what it looks
All the 666 crap All the world as gone dumb Faking Injecting in their veins Coma, sensing their brains They too died, I feel The crap is really near
I see myself asleep My nails in my eyes Cut the pain Fake the blood in my hair See the gun See the gun See the gun Get my gun Get my gun
Bitching in my brain Finding the hate that I felt The irresponsible teen is here The painless girls draw the line Irresponsible I am
Jumping in my bed I fake all my death I see the microscope in me No psycho I am Just the irresponsible teen Irresponsible teen
No psychiatric is going to cure me Just this bleeding knife
I saw it today The burning hell Has gone to the drain I saw the hell of my brain I cut off all my thoughts And feel the pressure dropping With the drops off my blood
In my chest The new-born god is here In my head I feel no pain I became the pain I love the hate I've became insane
There's nothing more Irresponsible I am The pain; I don't care The blood is drained The god rises Proud has I would be...
Through the pain, Encompassing the pain, Ensemble with death; New-born I am...
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