| Now I don’t think that anybody
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| Really wanna get inside of my twisted mind
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| So sick you’re never gonna find something
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| Like it, like me, like this, like mine
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| Like out of the ordinary, I want more to bury
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| Full of more gore, than a chopped up whore
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| Make a torture porn, in a middle of a mortuary
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| Nothin' left but her bones to carry
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| Put a bunch of holes in your capillary
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| Is anybody claiming they’re an adversary
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| I don’t give a fuck if the cops pull up
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| With shotguns out and the sirens blarin'
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| Don’t wanna get it scary
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| I’m very into the dead rocking in the cemetery
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| Since I was barely a little kid
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| Been waiting for the brighter day
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| So they can take it all away
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| Well we got sick in a way that made a family
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| With a name ingrained with insanity
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| Bringing tragedy, to a fucked up galaxy
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| Consumed by so many little bitty fallacies
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| Gotta find another way to get up
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| Out of the hell that they’re handing me
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| Unstoppable like an HIV
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| In your arteries I’ll make it hard to breathe
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| Like a hand around your neck and I start to squeeze
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| And all I wanna do is bring em' all to knees
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| They wanna make it hard for me
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| In a land of apologies
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| And it hardly means anything more
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| Than a shut front door with a sign says
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| «Please don’t bother me»
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| I can reach for the stars but I’ll end up down here
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| No matter what it takes
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| I’mma still keep on fighting
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| I’m unstoppable 'til my last breath
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| And my heart stops beating
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| I’mma never give up on me again
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| No matter how rough
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| And no matter how much shit this life
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| Can shovel in my path I’mma still be O-OK
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| Cause they label me abomination
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| The whole world is destined to hate me
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| So I can only bottle up for so damn long
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| Before the glass starts to crack and I over flow
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| Cause I’m over the line and I’m outta my mind
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| And the life that they’re livin', well it shoulda been mine
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| But I deal to survive like a shadow of the night
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| Axe style is my style surrounded by my kind
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| (And I will not die) No matter what they want me to
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| Grown tougher from the change that they put me through
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| And it’s true unstoppable there
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| Ain’t a motherfucking thing anyone can do
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| Not saying that I think I’m better
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| But this shit right here gonna live forever
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| This legacy me and him built together
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| Every word that we spit can’t they fuck with with it? |
| Never
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| (Never never never) Depending on the weather
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| Even if it’s sunny skies, it is gloomy inside
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| When the world outside, just don’t seem right
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| But I’m sitting by myself and watching it pass by
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| And I’m thinking about the lies that they told me so
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| Cause they never had intentions of lettin' me grow
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| But they play me like pesticide
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| With a smile on my face waiting for me to die off slow
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| (But I will not go) Not to be cold
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| But I’m 20 degrees below my attitude is zero
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| Only like a Eskimo I’m no hero
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| With a voice from the soul carry on like an echo
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| Unbound out of control and everybody knows
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| That were ready to explode, as we lock and load
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| And incinerate your brain with the automatic flows
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| Unstoppable
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| Cause your feeling like the dark in the night
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| With a song that’s yours cause the beats so nice
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| And the lyrics so right, and it grips so tight
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| That your blown away like it was dynamite
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| Is that the reason that you’re feeling you’re attracted
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| Are you compelled by the need to build a casket
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| I know they probably wanna label you dramatic
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| And your efforts’ll bury you in the sadness
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| So many to just succumb to the madness
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| Others reach for lights in the midst of the blackness
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| Is it the need to elevate that attracts us?
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| We’re too centered by the superficial status
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| Like a break in the chain
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| Or a crack in the window pane stained with hate
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| Till it’s broken away from frame too, we’re insane, deranged
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| And everybody else seems to remain the same
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| You’re looking for acceptance in places
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| You’re never gonna get it accept it
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| Our painted face is rejected
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| An abomination infected
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| With so much hatred collected
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| How can you say you didn’t expect it all to go this way
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| Like bad directions
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| They’re looking at me like a weapon
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| We got the world at attention
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| We’re like this great invention
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| They’re all to afraid to mention
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| Shun me like bad intentions
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| But we’ll see who really had agendas
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| Our misconception is
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| I don’t wanna be in your fucked up life or interventions |