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Stomp
02:00
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Suffocate me
Suffocate me
The less of me, the better
Stomp me out
A parasite loved by its host has nothing to fear
And the sin that's stuck in my gut has nowhere to go
A mannequin hiding underneath human skin
Is better than the depravity in my soul
Just stomp me out
Stomped out
Stomped out
Stomped out
Suffocate me
Suffocate me
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False God
02:34
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Long days make a false god sleep in a cage
Dry your eyes off, blame the bad taste
Be a bad face; give a bad name
You stare at the future and laugh while you wait
In hell, there are no subtleties, just bastards and trophies
You wanna wash that blood off
You wanna show your hands that they're wrong
You wanna wash that blood off
You break the skin, but it's not enough
You wanna wash that blood off
You wanna show your hands that they're wrong
You wanna wash that blood off
You break the skin, but it's not enough now
Lose heart
Lose heart
Lose your hardened heart and let grace redeem your soul
No sin leaves the body whole
No rest for the un-atoned
No bones can bear the weight of stone
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Chainsaw
01:48
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Limbs drag in low places
Lovers force-feed dirt and regret
Fingernails on your lips
Pump your stomach; sleep to forget
Hear that motor running
That's the sound of smoke and suffering
Hear that motor running
Pull the cord and hold me down
(Hold me down)
I don't want to see
I don't want to speak
I don't want to be
Conscience, cover me
Cut the hand
Off when I say
Cut my hands
Straight through the bone
Cut the hand
Off when I say
Hold me down
Chainsaw the bone
Cut
Cut
Cut
Cut
Cut
Cut
Hold me down
Hold me down
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Suicide Pact
01:46
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Kill what demands its destruction
Kill what demands its defeat
Shoot straight and aim for the temple
Drain blood and sift through the meat
Kill what demands its destruction
Kill what demands its defeat
Shoot straight and aim for the temple
Drain blood and sift through the meat
Before your head hits the pavement
Before you die on a screen
Kill what demands its destruction
Kill what demands its defeat
Shoot straight and aim for the temple
Drain blood and wait for a darker sleep
Condemned
Life after suicide
Life after death
Condemned
Life after suicide
Your public execution
Kill what demands its destruction
Kill what demands its defeat
Kill what demands its destruction
Kill what demands its defeat
Kill what demands its destruction
Kill what demands its defeat
Kill what demands its destruction
Kill what demands its defeat
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Tied Down
01:40
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I've become an illusion
I've become everything I hate
Eyes despised by their sockets
Hands despised by the arms they hang on
If there's room for the conscience to break
I'll break
Debts defined by their losing
Sins defined by their weight on Christ
Blood was spilled for our choosing
Vices laid at our feet
We're tied down
Tied down
I've become an illusion
I've become everything I hate
Eyes despised by their sockets
Hands despised by their grave mistakes
I've become an illusion
I've become everything I hate
Eyes despised by their sockets
Hands despised by their grave mistakes
God, If there's room for the conscience to break
I'll break
God, If there's room for the conscience to break
I'll break
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Dirt
02:48
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Light a cold corpse with a new fire
Dead in my sins, dead in my distractions
Ashes to ash, burn a new life
Flesh and bone grow from the weeds that choke the earth
Burnt or buried in the dirt
Burnt or buried, we will
Shed all our skin, draw a new line
Boil my blood, give the lungs their screaming
Let the heat burn through an old lie
Thaw out my frozen limbs and help us
Shed all our skin, draw a new line
Boil my blood, give the lungs their screaming
Let the heat scorch all the old rot
Thaw out my frozen soul and make me burn
All-consuming fire
All-consuming flame
Once that burden's lifted
Your soul can't stay the same
My heart beats for something and nothing
My mind weeps for selfish decay
My heart beats for something and nothing
My mind weeps for selfish decay
My heart beats for something and nothing
My mind weeps for selfish decay
My heart beats for something and nothing
My mind weeps and waits for the living Christ
Burnt or buried in the dirt
Burnt or buried in the dirt
Burnt or buried in the dirt
Burnt or buried in the dirt
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