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Tough Luck
02:55
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Get it through your head.
What's real to you was never real to me.
Done all that I can,
Yet you still don't appreciate shit from me.
Done with the thoughts and the mindless games,
They never end and they get me nowhere.
Take a quick look into my eyes and tell me what you see inside.
Lost strength, stripped of my name.
Torn to the bone, thrown to the pound to be left for the hounds.
This chain can't drag much longer jump for the fence but I'll never get to the top.
Still searching for that last way out of here,
But will I ever make it?
Been living my life on the wrong side,
And only I can see the truth inside.
No light leading my way.
I've had some tough luck, some people may say.
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Necromancy
01:55
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If life's as it seems,
I'd bring back those who meant everything to me.
Demonology is what is seen.
The living dead no apparitions just what is said.
Ancestry, the one who I never got to see.
Rise up, standing tall.
Dark as night, cold as ice.
The living dead rise up to fight.
For themselves, to show us wrong from right.
Sacrifice made, for those who don't know what I say.
Your souls to pay,
The dead will have their day.
Understand they don't call to command.
This is not your stand,
The living dead will rise to your land.
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Backbreaker
02:10
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Been putting my neck on the line.
You spit right back in my face, just like the last time.
Can't speak unless unless spoken to,
I'm just doing my thing without any of you.
Might as well live life on my own two feet,
You won't drag me down, you won't kill me.
Been breaking my back, each and every single day.
And you still have nothing left to prove to me,
I've went too far out of my way.
Can't speak unless unless spoken to,
I'm just doing my thing without any of you.
Might as well live life on my own two feet,
You won't drag me down, you won't kill me.
Pushed back to the starting line,
Dead last, I've been left behind.
Been breaking my back each and every single day.
And yet you have nothing left to prove.
You lose.
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Past, Present, No Future
02:24
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I was always alone.
No sleep, losing my mind.
Wasting second after second.
My ceiling won't pass time by.
Too many stories running through my head,
awake at night, up in bed.
Losing sleep, losing grip, this fictional world has caused me to slip.
I'm losing sleep, losing grip, this fictional world has caused me to slip.
I was always alone.
No sleep, losing my mind.
Wasting second after second.
My ceiling won't pass time by.
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Solitary Confinement
02:06
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You can't escape this life.
Will never end this game.
Your shadow is always,
one step behind me.
Take every last chance that you get.
Hanging on by a thread,
or maybe just already dead.
This time you'll learn the hard way,
no handouts, no luck.
You can't hide from the lies,
holdin' you back.
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