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Ladies and gentemen Welcome to metal show Adrenaline starts to flow Your vocal cords will be blown Our music is for freaks We don't need any sheets Stand up on your feet Let's go Generic metal show Musicians without name Looking for some fame Our music is for freaks We don't need any sheets Let's go Generic metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Musicians without name Looking for some fame Our music is for freaks We don't need any sheets Let's go Generic metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Stop all the fights We've got same rights Welcome to metal show Metal show

Did I really think I could end this now? Nightmares in my head, they go round and round Breaks Nothing breaks, nothing breaks here Nothing you say will ever make us believe you Take, fucking take, my side here How can we live with people like this in society? Play it over, play it over Play it over in my head, play it over in my head again Play it again, play it again, play it again I can't breathe I can't see this, for my eyes can't see It's crushing me I can't breathe I can't see this, for my eyes can't see It's crushing me Crushing me (Here we go again) Cigarettes and alcohol Keep me up from the roll to roll Never sleep 'cause I'm in a hole You're heart's just so damn cold Play it over, play it over Play it over in my Keep me up from the roll to roll Head, play it over in my head again I hope you see, see my face Hope that you never see the light of day 'Cause I'll cut you slow Let your fake friends know how low you are of a shit show I can hear the screams, I know you raped her You drugged her, you watched her, you stalked her Sometimes I just feel like I can't breathe I can't see this, for my eyes can't see It's crushing me I can't breathe I can't see this, for my eyes can't see It's crushing me (It's crushing me) (It's crushing me) (It's crushing me) (It's crushing me) Cigarettes and alcohol Keep me up from the roll to roll Never sleep 'cause I'm in a hole You're heart's just so damn cold God, when I reached for your hand, you spat on mine Ties to sever, I can't wait forever I can't wait forever I Won't Rest Until you feel emptiness I hate you Wish I never fucking met you

Now we see the man arise He's waking on a pretty daze And through the haze He tosses through the technicolor dreamscape to the factory Bliss is a substitute for reality Your perception of the human life has left her here You will start to write another story inside of your head You must move on above these memories Now you wish you could see the light Through the broken window, there's your guide Oh my guide the light Oh my God the light All because my life Oh my guide the light Every day every setting is the same Pick it off right where it left me She will start fresh, she will start anew But that I know I will do things differently You can see I will craft my own path. These words I speak to you Go wipe the slate, you've grown fond of these memories But I know you won't ever go see this end, go rest your head But not here, not now, not ever again These words I speak too Cut out, cut out the old soul But I know it won't go easy But if you pull hard you'll know just how far How far I collapse into myself now that I found my own truth Now we all pray Now the congregation comes to the knees And all the horror as they look up at me The congregation starts to pray I am a complex God I have a God complex Of course my children I love you Just do the two things I asked you to do Wipe my mind and make sure you clear the slate And I'll make sure you go home today All your lives are filled with luxury And awe through all few things you ask of me Through the perception of the human mind We cannot conceive there is no time Now. My yellow winged bird you are universal dear to my heart Universal so... Break these walls with a thousand hammers And jam these cogs with my philosophy Oh how I would love to watch this city crumble right inside my mind Through the perception of the human mind I cannot conceive the constructs This is just another story, right? Please someone let me know Someone speak to me Someone, somewhere, somehow Some may know someone speak to me Lift the fog The altruist appears, she raises her eyes Oh my God, got to cut it out I know you'd like to keep these thoughts in mind But they really have to go Slowly raise her face to see the sun She understands now it's time for me She understands it's time for me to go You know we've been given the same Heart but I will craft mine different ways With ceramic mind and glassy eyes... Stitch and sew the heart Dreams and love pull through the eye Needle and thread become the one to show It's just a manifestation of my own

I've been taking my time for a long time Putting my feet up a lot Speaking English as a foreign language Any words that I haven't forgot I've been thinking how I can't be bothered To wash the dishes or remake the bed What's the point when I could dust instead? I've been hanging out with various riffraff Somewhere on the Goldhawke Road I don't think it's gonna be much longer Till I'm mugging up on the penal codes So I've given up on the bourgeoisie Like all their aspirations, it's a fantasy When you walked out you did me a favor You made me see reality That love is a bourgeois construct It's a blatant fallacy You won't see me with a bunch of roses Promising fidelity Love doesn't mean a thing to me Talking tough and feeling bitter We're better now, it's clear to me That love is a bourgeois construct So I've given up the bourgeoisie Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie While the bankers all get their bonuses I'll just get along with what I've got Watching the weeds in the garden Putting my feet up a lot I'll explore the outer limits of boredom Moaning periodically Just a full-time lonely lay about That's me When you walked out you did me a favor It's absolutely clear to me That love is a bourgeois construct Just like they said at university I've been taking my time for a long time With all the schadenfreude it's cost Calculating what you've lost Now I'm digging through my student paper bags Flicking through Karl Marx again Searching for the soul of England Drinking tea like Tony Benn Love is just a bourgeois construct So I'm giving up the bourgeoisie Until you come back to me Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie Talking tough and feeling bitter We're better now, it's clear to me That love is a bourgeois construct So I've given up the bourgeoisie