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iÂ’m old and i stink but i do what i wanna,
sitting in my rocking chair with bags of chips and marijuana.
a mug full of whiskey as i watch the sun set,
knowing life is for the living and i ainÂ’t done yet.

ilosaaaaaaaaaaaari biatchessssssssssssssssssssssss!11111...............

munat pystyssä, rudit taskussa, binit kassissa ja viskileka kädessä

Take a closer look at the you you're tryin' to hide...

drink up, baby, stay up all night
the things you could do, you won't but you might
the potential you'll be, that you'll never see
the promises you'll only make

drink up with me now and forget all about the pressure of days
do what I say and I'll make you okay and drive them away
the images stuck in your head

people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

drink up, baby, look at the stars
I'll kiss you again between the bars
where I'm seeing you there with your hands in the air,
waiting to finally be caught

drink up one more time and I'll make you mine
keep you apart deep in my heart
separate from the rest where I like you the best
and keep the things you forgot

the people you've been before that you don't want around anymore
that push and shove and won't bend to your will
I'll keep them still

Pilvi oli erittäin masentavalla tavalla vahingoittanut työläisnuorison vapaa-ajan aktiviteetteja. Liian monet vuokra-asuntojen nuoret istuskelivat hylätyissä kämpissä imemässä rauhallisina pilveä, kun heidän olisi pitänyt olla ulkona vetämässä kyttiä turpaan ja särkemässä jonkun rikkaan paskiaisen autoa.

What is that feeling when youÂ’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain til you see their speck dispersing? ItÂ’s the too huge world vaulting us, and itÂ’s goodbye. But we lean forward to the next crazy adventure beneath the skies.

When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fuckin' tell
It don't make sense, goin' to heaven wit the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white, I like black Tims and black hoodies
God will probably have me on some real strict shit
No sleepin' all day, no gettin my dick licked
Hangin' with the goodie-goodies loungin' in paradise
Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice...

I'm glad I'm dead, a worthless fuckin' buddha head

joskus asiat ovat ja joskus eivät, mutta aina molempia. on siis aika. don't be a pussy maaaaaaaaan. just walk a mile in my shoes my friend. i have none. heaven is in my soul. hell is in my head. and so you don't give a fuck. cause you have no more fucks to give. and it all goes in a circle. olet täällä, huomenna täällä, eilen täällä, nyt siellä ja joskus poissa. ikuisuus on hetki ja hetken olet kadonnut. good night and good luck.........

I stand alone
Burned every bridge over the troubled water
No longer hiding from my personality disorder
A stronger tide is coming, I've been running
trying to function fine with out my mind
climbing out this fucking corner

I was born a thorn away from the rotten petals
A forgotten rebel
craft in the absence of heaven's heavy hands to develop an evident level of benevolence
so it's probably better I sold my soul to the devil
This is a message to anyone I met that thinks they know me
Don't pretend to understand none of the issues that I'm holding
I was in a rush to grow up, look Mom no cuts
Just a stomach in disgust, and the fear
that I might go nuts this year
If I don't slow up I'll see you on my way
One day this shit'll kill me but I guess that it's OK
I've lost all faith in a world so full of hate
and I don't fucking love music I just use it to escape
I'm caught between wanting to punch someone in the face
and putting a bullet in my head to leave the human race
Everything takes its toll but there's no tolls I can take
I haven't yet found a good reason to be awake

Introducing the corroded bumps I hide behind my smile
I'm angry at the universe for the way she treats me now
And keeps me down,
stealing all my energy
I'm feeling like my enemy, concealing my identity
Not dealing with my tendencies,
I peel the skin and then I squeeze
The real imprinted Hanse's disease
Not human in this century, I'm ill until the entity
Who built this penitentiary, It's filthy as a centipede
And guilt was in his sense cause he was willing to
just let me breathe, While I wore a game face
In 10 years don't check for me I'll be in the same place
This planet's just an over-populated mental hospital
Each zombie walk around constitutes another obstacle

So here it is I'm finally coming out my shell
All 19 years of my life have been in conflict with myself
I'm insecure by every facet of my existence
From my addictions, to the conditions I choose to live in
Who you kidding?
I suffer from excess anxiety
A product of pollution in American society
Stare into my eyes and see the hell that burns inside my mind
and I no longer have an ego I can hide behind
but I've been trying disregarding my insanity
Every form of hurt isolates me from humanity
But it's provoked against being force fed
so Fuck education for a decade and 3 years
of headaches from my peers
Cause now I realize I could have learned more on my own
They taught me how to know everything except my soul
Which is everything I need to grow
Everything that keeps me whole
Everything that ever meant anything to Eyedea

So I leave with golden hopes
to rip the leash that holds my focus
but the fact remains the same, I'm still bound by chains
It doesn't matter if your chain is 10 ft or 100 ft
The fact remains the same, you're still bound by chains
Some people say I've changed, and it's harder to relate to me
Good, I never liked you our friendship was make believe

I'm peeling the mask back and
revealing the rap that's been
Feeling my organs drilling short distorted portions
of morbid acid keeps the torture unfortunately crafted
interests to orbit my portrait and inflict my image with disorder
The minutes get shorter, the walls start to close in
Feels like the brain is hanging on but with clothes pins
I've hidden in the darkness for too long
I make it look all right but on the inside it's all wrong
I want life to change but I don't know if it can
for a man or machine or whatever the fuck I am

I stand alone burned every bridge over the troubled water
No longer hiding from my personality disorder
You want to dive in my life?
then come and stay in madness' favorite little corner
Cause even shadows have shadows
and my secrets are eating me eagerly feeding
I scream my dreams away but they keep on defeating me
Even Shadows have Shadows

Welcome to the dusty subconscious of an actor
Who murdered his childhood to stop the audience's laughter
Even Shadows have Shadows
How am I to break free from my fears
When I don't like what I see and I can't feel what I hear
Even Shadows have Shadows
So don't judge a book by it's cover
Cause my story's just as fucked up as any other







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