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Does Anybody Look Like They Give a Fuck?

Born to be wild to unsheathe my…
Always lived in exile
Heading fast towards the afterlife

I’m gettin’ so sick n’ tired
Of wasting all my precious time
And planes fall off the skies
Not having people in their minds

But they replied
They have come to
Mistreat your wife
And your dog too
Feelin’ hatred towards human life

I’m gettin’ so sick n’ tired
Of wasting all my precious time
So planes fall off the skies
Not having people in their minds

Lucy

Fallin’ down the sky
I’ll make you die
I’ll make you die

Satan’s on his way
He laughs at you
He laughs at you

Right behind you
He stands in the dark
He’s in the dark

Player’s on his way
He comes at you
He comes at you

It’s all the same
It’s all the same
It’s all the same
Begins the same

Void

We drift to the black hole
Like it’s part of the game show
We’re stuck in the harpoon
Not even past afternoon

Drink some straight from the cup
I won’t accept a denial
You used to be around
Your friends all of the time, yeah

Nearly There

How many times
You wanted to be good?
So many times
You wanted to be a man

They lured your brain
Lowest part of the food chain
This ain’t humane
One day you’ll have revenge

So many times
You wanted to be dead
You wanted to stay
At the warmthness of the beach
But baby, we’re nearly there

They lured your brain
Lowest part of the food chain
This ain’t humane
One day you’ll have revenge

Nails vs. Screws

The places in the dark
Seem to be away, to be away
The faces in the hall
Come and speak to me, they speak to me

Crazy man in the dark
Is coming after me
He’ll never be seen

Comes and steals my shit
Remains unseen
At least that’s what I think
That’s just what I think

No longer he can feel
Has become such a creep
Crazy man in the dark
Is coming after me
He’ll never be seen

Muscle

In this old ugly town
There’s nothin’ around
Time no longer flows
Nobody ever complains
Nothin’ gets in their way
But an old ugly crow
A grin was all they had
With red dyed eyes
They looked at the sky

Collecting dust
Inside my guts
Collecting rust
Inside my bones

A pronunciated frown
They backed down
With their empty souls
Between supposed chains
There’s some display
A reflect of their own
A grin was all they had
With red dyed eyes
Look at the sky

Collecting dust
Inside my guts
Collecting rust
Inside my bones

(EPIC GUITAR SOLO)

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