Dealer (AUS) : Soul Burn

Metalcore / Australia
(2019 - Stay Sick Recordings / Human Warfare)
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1. GROTESQUE

I felt the red
Enter my sightlines
Like it was something else I
Recover from the ten of knives
Splintered with many lies
All for me
And you think you know
And you think you know
How it feels to be abandoned and loathed by the others

I felt the black dog
Creeping on me
Insinuating there is way out for me
I felt the black dog say "you don't need..."
"You don’t need no money cus suicide is free"

I've had enough of industry standard
Words built to reprimand not excluding false damage
Bleed with me

I felt the red
Consuming, contouring
Transposing red
Consuming, contouring
Transposing...

I felt the black dog
Creeping on me
Insinuating there is a way out for me
I felt the black dog say
"You don't need no money cus suicide is free"
I guess they were right
You can’t kill what’s fucking dead on the inside
Oh!
Ah! Fuck!


2. CROOKED

Audacious, self righteous, a martyr? I highly doubt
Egocentric bitter tongue, bite it off, spit it out

Audacious, self righteous, a martyr? I highly doubt
Egocentric bitter tongue, bite it off, spit it out
Audacious, self righteous, a martyr? I highly doubt
Egocentric bitter tongue, bite it off, spit it out
Fuck

Orwell said there is no distinction between the thought and the deed
So I guess in that case you're all just fucking rot to me
The masses defined, contrived, devoured me
A sheep in wolves clothing, I’m now your latest public enemy
No fucking forgiveness
Next time, shake my hand before you fuck me
No fucking forgiveness
I felt the chains roll slowly
No fucking forgiveness
Next time, take me out before you fuck me
And after all these years, life might be rich
But in this dog eat dog world
You're still the fucking bitch


3. MELANCHOLY OXIDASE (FT. TRAVIS TABRON)

Let me dissipate, into violent distortion
The pacifying taste of blood and sulfur. With pale knuckles, comes a skyline bruise stutter in forms, of bleak and desperate hues

Grit teeth, to display dissatisfaction I felt your spirit shift it showed me I am at fault
A failure by choice I am what I manifest. Spinning lead. When will it disperse in my head. Force it's course. To a state of reason. Force it's course. In which I cease to be

Say if you met me now? What could I even say?
Rewired and rearranged, Chemical disarray

Click Click Click Click Click Boom

[Travis Tabron]
Say if I met you now? What could you even say? Selfless now selfish
With a different face
How's all this? Your "predetermined fate" Let me dissipate Let me dissipate

I now know why we are like this. Fallen in love with our vices. I've forcefully dehisced the wound. To remind me what not to do

I cannot fall for this
I cannot fall for the vice and
I cannot fall for you
For you

Evade the feeling I was never good enough , but that's only changing the fact to fiction
Evade the feeling I was never good enough, but that's only lying by omission

I met with death in a bathroom stall, dripping with blood like kerosene doused the shattered lens of intoxication brought on by the bitter taste of you

How could you ever love me, I'm still fucking nothing
How could you ever love me, I'm still fucking nothing


4. PRETTY STUPID

Consumed with doubt I don't know where to start
With this technicolor scar on the center of my heart
But I guess, I suppose I'll try and expose why I'm like this
Maybe come to terms with my vices

All I see haunts me

I'll put my head in that noose
Like I've got nothing to lose
So put your head in that noose
Cause I've got nothing to prove

FALSE SERENITY IN AN SSRI
YOU WANNA BE THE FUCKING HERO
THEN I GUESS I'M THE BAD GUY
THEN I GUESS I'M THE FUCKING BAD GUY
NO, NO

Built to believe that redemption is free
With suicidal thoughts you said to me, it's hard getting clean
With a fucked heart, won't start. A thin paradox, not beating hard
With trust bleeding out all over the ground
And forgiveness not sight to be found
Here I am again with a bloody pen. Like a knife to fragile skin

You think you know, but you don't know shit. You think you know but you don't know
You think you know but you don't know shit

All it takes, is the wrong time and place these days
I'm raising stakes now
Another piece of shit in Adidas NMDs look at me no sympathy
A pseudo sigh of relief at the thought that everything is gonna be how it should fucking be
A pseudo sigh of relief you think you got away with making me look so fucking guilty

And I've still got blood to bleed
You should have buried me


5. YOU IN FRAME

What's the point of receiving this gift when I feel you're not the same
It flourished through your actions and I'm the reason for the pain

I see in frame , I broke my promise to you
I see in frame, I chose them over you

Don't tell me we will be forever in the end
And I'm sorry I fell apart and asked for death

Dim hues of despera blue ash on your skin, I know it's been a while since the hotel rooms and the long drives too
Flowers grow from our body bag. Why does it have to be this way Blood in my teeth, drunk at varsity. You told me everything will be okay

Don't leave the light on I can't come home
Not til I forget

I see in frame , I broke my promise to you
I see in frame, I chose them over you
(How I had hurt you)

I see in frame , I broke my promise to you
I see in frame, I chose them over you

Don't tell me we will be forever in the end
And I'm sorry I fell apart and asked for death

I see in frame , I broke my promise to you
I see in frame, I chose them over you


6. ULTIMATA DEATH

Sit down, I wanna talk about why I feel like I might fucking die this time

Deconstruction of the body and mind, the slip into eternal to dissociate from this vessel Predetermined soul burn, anxiety playing guillotine
Predetermined soul burn refuse to remain the fault in her figure

Consider me returned

Sit down, I wanna talk about why I feel as if I should fucking die this time
Sit down, I wanna talk about why I really hope I die this time. A promise breaker of the 3rd degree. Blaming it all on lack of sanity, spineless again with the weight of mistake square one with a body disposable
Not late

A promise breaker of the 3rd degree. Blaming it all on lack of sanity

Rid of me
Rid of me

Your eyes sparkle like the sea, your waves crashing over me, I don't really want to see how much stronger it may be

Your eyes sparkle like the sea, your waves crashing over me, your soul glimmers in the breeze, cold and rushing through the trees

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