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I. Chaos
00:33
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"Chaos is what we've lost touch with. This is why it is given a bad name. It is feared by the dominant archetype of our world, which is Ego, which clenches because its existence is defined in terms of control."
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II. Speak The Truth
01:34
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I felt my mind decay,
I felt it slip away.
I tried to sleep all day
But nightmares just kept haunting me.
All the lies that you tell,
All the secrets you keep.
I finally figured you out
Before I got in too deep.
Left out, let down.
You made it clear
You don't want me around.
Despite all my madness,
The world still goes 'round.
I'll fade into darkness.
I won't make a sound.
And if you can't find me,
It's probably what's best.
No thoughts in my head.
No more breath in my chest.
I'll speak the truth,
You tied the knot in my noose.
You tied the knot.
I'll speak the truth,
I'll tie the knot in your noose
And watch you rot.
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III. Step
02:08
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Believe me when I tell you
That I don't give a shit
And if you wanna fucking walk
Then why don't you step?
I'll send you through the valley
Of the shadow of death
And I hope you're full of fear
As you take your last breath
One day, I hope you see
I was good enough for you
You just weren't good enough for me
You're a dead end
Nothing but dead weight
You're a dead end
A fucking waste of space
Why don't you
just fucking step?
Quit dragging me down
Why don't you
just fucking step?
I don't need you around
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IV. Strung Out
01:44
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Late nights
I start to wonder
Will this anxiety
Keep pulling me under?
I bite my nails
I grind my teeth
I can't stand
On my own to feet
And I waste my time
Waste my breath
Praying for life
To bring me death
Strung out all night
Hung out to dry
The reaper is calling me
This is goodbye
Poisoned my mind
Ran out of time
The reaper is calling me
This is goodbye
Born from the dirt
To the dirt I'll return
Hell is on earth
Leave me to burn
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V. Dust On The Shelf
02:00
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Dig your own grave
Prepare for the worst
A one way trip
In the back of a hearse
"You'll never be happy
Unless you pray often"
Well you'll never see God
From inside of a coffin
I refuse to fall to my knees
I won't be a victim
Of this fucking disease
I won't bow my head
I won't close my eyes
I see the truth
Despite all of your lies
I don't share your faith,
I believe in myself
I'm a king amongst men
You're the dust on the shelf
Your judgments as shallow
As the ink on the pages
Of a book full of shit
That's been passed through the ages
Dig your own grave
Prepare for the worst
A one way trip
In the back
Of a hearse
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VI. Hollywood
02:28
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Paint over plastic
Like a fucking Barbie
No more no less
Just a clean cut little bitch
You can say what you want about me
Second rate is all you'll ever be
You're a fake mother fucker
Second rate is all you'll ever be
You're the definition of a slut
Do anything for the attention
You crave so much
I've seen inside your twisted little game
I know
Everything you preach to me's a fucking joke
You're a fake mother fucker
Second rate is all you'll ever be
I can see it in your eyes
While you wither and wilt
Your mind is a prison
And you're trapped with your guilt
I wonder how it feels to live a fucking lie
Every time the sunlight shines into your eyes
I wonder how it feels to sell out all your friends
Is this really how you wanted it to end?
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