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Psychosocial
I did my time, and I want out!
So abusive faith!
It doesn't cut; this soul is not so vibrant.
The reckoning, the sickening.
Back at your subversion.
Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn.
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.
Sinking in, getting smaller again.
I'm done! It has begun; I'm not the only one!And the rain will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.

Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.

There are cracks in the road welay.
But we're the devil filth, the secret death gone mad.
This is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could start over.
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat.
I thinkwe're done; I'm not the only one!

And the rain will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.

Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.Fate! Cannot catch this lie, (Psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (Psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out. (Psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing, I can't help it. (Psychosocial)
If it's something secret. (Psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)
I'm notthe only one!

And the rain will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.

Dead Memories
Sitting in the dark, I can't forget.
Even now, I realize the time I'll never get.
Another story of the Bitter Pills of Fate.
I can't go back again.
Ican't go back again…

But you asked me to love you and I did.
Traded my emotions for a contract to commit.
And when I got away, I only got so far.
The Other Me Is Dead.
I hear his voice inside my head…

We were never alive,
and we won't be born again.
But I'll never survive
with Dead Memories in my heart.

Dead Memories in my heart(x2)

You told me to love you and I did.
Tied mysoul into a knot and got me to submit.
So when I got away, I only kept my scars.
The Other Me Is Gone.
Now I don't know where I belong…

We were never alive,
and we won't be born again.
But I'll never survive
with Dead Memories in my heart.

Dead Memories in my heart(x3)

Dead Visions in your Name.
Dead Fingers in my Veins.
Dead Memories in my Heart…(x4)

555 to the 6668.7.6.6.6.5.4.3.2.1.

I'm a pop star threat, and I'm not dead yet
Got a super dread bet with an angel drug head
Like a dead beat winner, I want to be a sinner
An idolized bang for the industry killer
A hideous man that you don't understand
Throw a suicide party and I'm guaranteed to fucking snap
It's evilsonic, it's pornoholic
Breakdowns, obscenities, it's all I wanna be

If you're 555, then I'm666
If you're 555, I'm 666
If you're 555, then I'm 666
(What's it like to be a heretic?)
If you're 555, then I'm 666
(What's it like to be a heretic?)

Everybody's so infatuated
Everybody's so completely sure of what we are
Everybody defamates from miles away
But face to face, they haven't got a thing to say
I bleed for this and I bleed for you
You look at my face like I'm somebody...