1. |
The Beach
06:32
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I'm all alone
You lead me on
I'm in a bubble
I'm all alone
I have no right emotions
You cut right into me
You spare no slice of real life
On things keen to me
I have lived it fully
And now it comes again
I feel so weak
Dial in your hate
Always try to instigate
Not worth anytime
Waste of all my mind
Bring the pain I feel
You demand I kneel
Coarse and rough like sand
I'm stuck at the beach
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2. |
Drop Dead
04:30
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You don't know my name, but you want to
Misguided joy shot down in the night
Living nightmares reign full of voices, disembodied
In the skies, flashing colors, full of terror
In the skies, flashing colors, full of terror
Trust gets betrayed, lied to my face
Transcended mind and body, thrown into an abyss
Carried to demise, dead before i knew
In the skies, flashing colors, full of terror
In the skies, flashing colors, full of terror
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3. |
Killer
02:36
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An unexpected killer
Burning third degree
Trying to take my money
And fuck me mentally
Like a stain infesting my past
Get you with the sweet relief
Left me broken
If I could I'd rip you open
You ruined my life
Thrown away inhibitions
You putrid fucking bitch
You limp dick mother fucker
I'll cut you till you die
Left me broken
With your bloodshot eyes
You pushed me to insanity
While you rake in lots of money
Just hold me back
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4. |
2am
03:54
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I don't know what I'm gonna do
But I'm sitting here and I'm waiting for you
You push me away and I pray to stay
You don't know but you washed me away
Are you afraid of what we made
Cause I just sit and I waste away now
Shut your eyes don't say a word
Wish me away now
You push me to the edge
I'm always wrong you guessed me right
Lie to my face while I take it all
Fuck with my brain I don't wanna get hurt
I thought it was love I'm always wrong
We could fix it you didn't see it that way
I just waste away everyday
Shut your eyes don't say a word
Wish me away now
You push me to the edge
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5. |
Twas Crack
04:25
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That shit was not fucking weed
That shit was totally crack
That shit was not fucking weed
That shit was totally crack
You lied
Not right
That shit was not fucking weed
That shit was totally crack
I have nothing left to say
She'll come for me any day
I sit down in a cursed chair
Waiting for her to come
I think of days when I was young
Can't even manifest fun
I just wish this trip would end
Continue to look for a point
Seems like this is a front
To make me feel less real
That shit was not fucking weed
That shit was totally crack
Nothing feels real anymore
I'll just go right up to sleep
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6. |
22
07:16
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You find me a crippled mess
You fray cause you know best
Your heart and your head thinks of me clear
Fortitude no attitude
I take it in stride before I die
Try to run away
From your thoughts in my head
Nowhere left to run
I'm sure you're having fun
All alone and scared
Can't find nowhere
Eyes are glued to the sky
I don't wanna die
You take me in
And show me him
Try to run away
Almost every day (take me in my thoughts to be)
Nowhere left to run
I'm sure you're having fun (run from myself I know it'll die in the end)
Move like you love me
Lost in the mind
Running out of time
Perspective
Right behind you cry for redemption again
Never again
Fragile sullen mind
Murder
Thoughts I think could hurt her and you wouldn't care
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7. |
Left To Dry
04:49
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A worthless to bring life back in
I feel it slipping
A gilded dagger piercing through my skin
You're laughing
A world pushed apart
My life can restart
If I get a chance to do it all without you
Alone again I scream
When will the pain end
Guide me through darkness
Into a smaller pit
Beaten and left behind
Torture and pain filled by my own mind
I'm never wanted, never needed
Lost
No one to love
Cost of simple openess
Got left out to dry
Flaws my hate seeps deep
Fuck my head
Wish I was dead
Can't fight myself
I don't need no help
Stick through to the end
Perception of life bends
You're all the same
They're all to blame
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