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a bird going mad in the undertow
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My compassion is broken now.
My will is eroded now,
and my desire stolen
and it makes me feel
ugly.
I'm on my knees and burning.
My piss and moans are
fuel that
set my head on fire.
So smell my soul
it's burning.
I'm broken,
looking up to see the enemy.
and I have swallowed the poison
you're feeding me
but I survive
on the poison you feed me,
and it leaves me
guilt-fed,
hatred-fed,
weakness-fed.
and I feel ugly,
on my knees and burning.
My piss and moans are
fuel that
set my head on fire.
and dead inside.
Shit adds up
shit adds up
shit adds up at the bottom.
[if i let you, you would make me destroy myself.
In order to survive you, i must first survive myself. I can sink no further, and i cannot forgive you. There's no choice but to confront you, to engage you, to erase you.
I've gone to great lengths to expand my threshhold of pain - i'll use my mistakes against you, there's no otber choice
Shameless now, nameless now
Nothing now, no-one now.
And my soul must be iron, 'cause my fear is naked. naked and fearless, my fear is naked]
Dead inside
dead inside
Dead inside
dead inside
Nameless now
Shameless now
Nothing now
No-one now
shit adds up
shit adds up
shit adds up
shit adds up
it leaves me naked now
fearless now
Hatred keeps me alive,
ugliness keeps me alive
weakness,
and guilt keep me alive
at the bottom.
(keenen/rollins, 1993 - TOOL)
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