| I used to want to take a Drill to my head
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| Let the pain out of the hole
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| I used to want to cut the
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| Veins in my neck
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| Cool the blood boiling my Soul
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| When I wondered, why my Daily headaches thundered
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| Tried to buffer, pushing
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| Down the pain I suffered
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| Mutilated, feeling so Humiliated
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| Cannot wash the dirt off
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| Underneath my skin
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| There was a part of me left
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| Far behind
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| When at the age of five
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| Years old
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| I had my innocence taken
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| From me Emptiness would fill the
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| Hole
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| Now a second grader,
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| Thinking why I dont feel
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| Better
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| Why Im filthy, why the hell
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| I feel so guilty
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| When drawing stick men
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| Of pornographic men and
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| Women
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| Thinking all the time
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| Theres something wrong
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| With me Everyday for three years
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| From dawn til dusk a Migraine
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| Would take me and break me And itd cripple me so Much that
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| In dreams, itd seem, with
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| A hole in my temple
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| That I could probably make
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| My headaches finally go Away
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| Trephination
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| Trephination
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| The enemy inside of me Wont let me free
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| Wants me to bleed
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| And after three years now
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| My headaches wear off
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| For reasons not quite to Me known
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| The acupuncture needles
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| Sticking my skin
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| Pushed them down as far
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| As theyd go But now Im older and now
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| Inside my anger smolders
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| From depression, to fighting
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| Taking out my vengeance
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| Consequences, now id Question during sex if …
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| Is this how it fucking feels
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| Or am I faking it?
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| No longer the child that
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| You left there at the bart
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| Tracks
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| Im now at 17, left in an Empty blackness
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| On drugs, with thugs, and
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| Thinking «goddamn? |
| «Im ending up in a failure,
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| In the gutter passed out
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| Trephination
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| Trephination
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| This enemy inside of me Wont let me free
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| Wants me to bleed
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| Now Im older and in this
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| Man an anger smolders
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| Now Im thinking a hole in You is what Im seeing
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| Your depression, is the
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| Dent I kick in you in Vengeance
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| Consequences are the pain
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| Id give to you
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| I know that Im dreaming,
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| But in this dream I go in
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| Go through it, and end it And though Id never do it Im killing you, hand on The trigger — pull it Your final thoughtll be a Bullet in your fuckin head
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| Trephination
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| Trephination
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| This enemy inside of me Im now killing
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| To make me free. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trephination , by - Machine Head. Song from the album Supercharger, in the genre Ню-метал