ANNIHILATE YOUR KINDNESS

PUSH IT
Corrosive Tainted by my sin I'm spilling blood and I can hardly contain it corrosive hallowing the hand stiffened I eat away eat eat into the surface Yeah, you push it Yeah, you push it Yeah, you push it explosive more violent more violent all consuming throbbing straight to the circle explosive move on reaction I slow it down I slow it down down down down... Yeah, you push it Yeah, you push it Yeah, you push it I see it, I need it I see it, I need it My mind it corrosive I trip on corrosive I freak see through me my eyes are explosive I feed on it black out crucify me Yeah, you push it

I'M WITH STUPID
Great pains I've gone to gang slang I've gone to lame brain looking for gold I I have become someone else Outside stepping to inside stepping to my side stepping I wade through shit he's a loser he's a loser, she said he's a loser he's a loser, she said I am mine I am mine I am mine I am mine I am mine I can't become someone else he's a loser he's a loser, she said he's a loser he's a loser, she said

Bled For Days
It's Meaningless I Take The Hold It's Mindlessness I Bled For Days Get To The Race The Healing Of It F-cking With Conceal The Scab You Don't Want To Show Into The Hate I Channel All The Negative And I Bled For Days Now I Take The Hold I Don't Believe It F-ck Me, Read Me, Get Me Bled For Days Smile On My Rage I'm Scarred By Age, I Bled Bled For Days It's Uselessness I Make Weapons Take The Hold

LOVE DUMP
hand me a line really hand me a line really hand me a line hand me a line really hand it to me i've always loved you love dumpling your sh*t's like chocolate cake and your a*s smells like a rose i really hate you love dumpling now my bowels ache drop down in a line really hand me a line really hand me a line hand me a line really hand it to me

I AM
(bt*nut) i've been taking abuse and it's senseless (as*-suck) fist into the wall and it's painless (fist f-ck) i've been living the lie that i made me (dump truck) live it (but*nut) screaming into the mic and i like it (as*-suck) put it all over the air in thick slices (fist f-ck) soak it all up in your head with the anger (dump truck) like it older elder i am grind on it deeper bleaker i am brush the surface off and grind on it put a gun in my mouth and threaten to shoot justice died here

Otsegolation
If we gain by severance we gain most of all annihilate your kindness twisting those involved scenes of revolution scenes of your destruction we are desolation we are isolation feel it coming again feel don't care at all feel it coming again feel isolation

STEM
Stem! Anything that I want you to know Anything that I want you to see See the reason to which way to be Anything that I want you to be Damn good thing it isn't a crime I've got a dirty gun up against my head Cleanse & Purge the ill from the inside A burning conscience severs the stem

SWEAT OF THE BUD
GO! not enough to sweat of the bud in a search of means to the end giving up all in need of none and i'm looking in from the out

Fix
Tune it in chill out drop dead I need a fix fix i'm in you you're in me please give me a fix just one more just one more fix i'm all yours

Wisconsin Death Trip
what's wrong don't you sing ding dong push it the phoney hook it up and ride away motion can't you feel the motion you can see right through me we connect you're a part of me take this break the vibe and make this get up on it oh yeah close your eyes and fly away motion can't you feel the motion you can see right through me we connect you're a part of me get up on this wiscosin death trip get on it take me clear your mind and make me feel me inside oh yeah you can have me anyway motion can't you feel the motion you can see right through me we connect you're a part of me

Trance is The Motion
speed toward hell shed no tears you don't know me take my life steal my tongue to defeat your taste could never criticize no better then me better then you it's easier to lie than to tell the truth you've become the waste that i despise this is the motion of the new revolution the trance is the motion

December
i still feel the cold of long past days i knew my worth put in my place it's no surprise i realized some time before december sun shines through haze i put my thoughts toward future days it's no surprise i close my eyes and close the door feeling so old years pass like days fastly changing so many ways my eyes perceive yes i believe in nothing more

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