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The Bigger Picture
03:11
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Words are empty,
won't hold me back,
They mean nothing
Won't be here forever,
so I'll leave the sheep to talking,
my mindset on the bigger picture,
won't fucking sweat the small things
Try to make my blood boil,
cause a reaction to arise within me,
won't feed the fire,
just because you're unsure of your identity
Won't let cowards under my skin,
foolishness is it's own consequence
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Choking
02:35
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A lifestyle shaped by inner turmoil,
minutes ticking away till I return to the soil,
mentally tormented from 9 to 5,
choking on life,
fighting for the will to stay alive
Let existence fade away,
no strength to live another day,
no more thoughts,
no more breath,
no more words to say
Maybe I can turn over a new stone
instead of wandering aimlessly
no place to call my home.
but I can't seem to find the drive
so I'm left choking on life
fighting for the will to stay alive
Can I live a life free from regret?
can I escape from the cold grip of death?
Grip of death
I don't need a bandage
I need the wound to heal,
but instead I'll pursue matters to escape from this hell
numb myself out so I forget how to feel
ignoring those around me
and my own inner self
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Dereliction
02:26
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Too little too late,
you had your fucking chance,
now your ass is out the door
without a second glance,
don't act like you're with us,
you were never there for me,
you can't face the fucking truth
I'll show you what you're never gonna be
You refuse to even try to be a father to your son,
no attempt to raise your child now you're on the fuckin run
You left us in the fucking dust,
I don't know who else to fucking trust,
you were family to us,
now I'll watch as you lay in the rust
So dig a grave and fill it with my fucking hate
Take a bite for the failure on your plate,
plant a dead seed for the love you never gave,
write a book for the thoughts that made you weak,
dig a grave and fill it with my fuckin hate
Dereliction
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Dead End Road
03:45
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Lack determination to live in true reality,
every road a dead end
as far as i can fuckin see
won't be taken seriously,
you've never shown integrity
they'll turn their fuckin back on you
because you turned your back on them
Acknowledgement is a small price to pay,
to look someone in the eyes and make a human life stay
A roof over your head is a fuckin right,
so make room for your brothers and sisters in your line of sight.
Make room in your line of sight
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Patience
03:47
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My casket has been reserved
hope is based off of empty words
I am no one's concern,
I scream as my stomach churns
Roaming alone once again
nowhere to be found, turned my back to my friends
patiently I await the end
did you hear a fucking word that I said
Patiently I await the end
Struggling distinction between foe and friend
My lungs sealing, eyes bloodshot red,
how do you expect me to rest without a fucking bed?
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