| The human animal
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| So similar in so many ways
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| To our mammalian counterparts
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| Experimented on in torturous ways
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| We’ve freed the «specimens»
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| We’ve taken over the facility
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| We’ve captured these torturers
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| Time to teach them some humility
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| AH… syringes filled with dihydrodesoxymorphine
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| I’ve combed the streets in search of hypodermic
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| Needles and dirty sharps hoarding
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| All aboard this ship of fools, this train of pain is finally boarding
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| Tendinous disintegration, irreparable musculature goring
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| These shameless ways we get our fix
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| We get our kicks off human suffering
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| Through puncturing the skin accidentally restructuring
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| Epimysium covering
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| No need for anesthetics, your research for cosmetics landed
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| You here on my gurney, hurting, gurgling diuretics
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| Tube in your anus leads to open sores creating sepsis
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| Septic shock sets in — No asepsis in my cold aesthetics
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| Apathetic, yet frenetic, simply unsympathetic
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| Shredded limbs needing prosthetics, best to just call off the medics
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| How does it feel?
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| Multi-Dermal peel — that shall never heal
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| These clandestine ways — of distributing pain
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| Diseased train of thought — krokodil rot
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| Oh this desire… to see your limbs on fire…
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| This sick exhilaration… of total excruciation…
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| Ah these shameless ways we get our fix…
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| We get our kicks off human suffering
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| Through puncturing the skin accidentally restructuring
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| Epimysium covering
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| Now I believe I’ve seen everything
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| Of what this subspecies is capable of producing
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| Why do we do these things?
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| Is this the meaning of «human being»?
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| Bleeding is believing |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clandestine Ways (Krokodil Rot), artist - Cattle Decapitation. Album song The Anthropocene Extinction, in the genre