PROPHET
Momentary bliss
Don’t want this to go away
But realise it will
GOOD GIRL (no such thing)
I’m in “The Good Girl”
A vision of my future
Destiny is dead
FIRE WITCH
Fire Witch fuckin’ rock!
They rip Creed a new arse hole
But ev’ry one does
SUIT AND TIE
Materialist
Chooses objects over lives
Wallets over hearts
REALIZATION
I’ll never have her
And it does tear me apart
Leaving me empty
STUPID FUCKING THOUGHT
Getting drunk tonight
Something to look forward to
Liquid happiness
COLD HARD TRUTH
I think I love her
She doesn’t feel the same way
And it depresses
NUMBED
The numbness returns
When I realise she don’t feel
The way that I feel
HAPPINESS
Happiness seeps out
Re-infected with empty
Nailed to the cold floor
LOOKING BACK (wishing I was there now)
The weekend I had
Was one of the best ever
Drugs, girl, beer and me
U.S and N.K
Nuclear attack
Will cause the apocalypse
Balls in your court, guys
BURYING THE HATCHET
Come to my house, babe
We will bury the hatchet
In your fucking skull
SLIVERS
Slivers of sunshine
Race past me, never staying
Never bathed in light
WAR PIGS
Milking public tears
Turning them to private gain
Right in front of us
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