[Twinn Zeus 2012]
I’m tired of killing for people that would never die for me
Bleeding away slowly in this stall tell her goodbye for me
My story, is irrelevant and out shone by the next man’s gory, allegory
So I’ll wait for the locust and the plague
While I’m heckling the devil, initiating trade
Starting with the monkey’s on my back and the dark circles under my shades
Or the worth of my soul and the puddle that I have made
These hands that have held hearts rip them apart and thrown them away
I wish I could blame it on a fit of rage
But my actions feel normal and the excitement always fades
Down drains with the sins I thought I rid myself of in my glory days
They have to pool up somewhere
Who knew it would be in my heart but I don’t think that’s fair
I must eviscerate this circuitry instead I repair
A thousand broken mirrors reflect cold stares
Your heart is so important I bet you’d kill for it
In order to fill your belly you need to fill more clips
We've produced more shells than there are in the sea
But you can’t shoot bullets at the shell of a man you’ll grow to see
He’s pushing a baby carriage roaming free
Dogs bare fangs; fake smiles show teeth
Listening to the echoes of your voice travel down the barrel of a gun
Keep balm for lips
Ready to detonate and spit
Lyrics so swift that they take any hit and still run
I’m tired of killing for people that would never die for me
Bleeding away slowly in this stall tell her goodbye for me
My story, is irrelevant and out shone by the next man’s gory, allegory
So I’ll wait for the locust and the plague
While I’m heckling the devil, initiating trade
Starting with the monkey’s on my back and the dark circles under my shades
Or the worth of my soul and the puddle that I have made
These hands that have held hearts rip them apart and thrown them away
I wish I could blame it on a fit of rage
But my actions feel normal and the excitement always fades
Down drains with the sins I thought I rid myself of in my glory days
They have to pool up somewhere
Who knew it would be in my heart but I don’t think that’s fair
I must eviscerate this circuitry instead I repair
A thousand broken mirrors reflect cold stares
Your heart is so important I bet you’d kill for it
In order to fill your belly you need to fill more clips
We've produced more shells than there are in the sea
But you can’t shoot bullets at the shell of a man you’ll grow to see
He’s pushing a baby carriage roaming free
Dogs bare fangs; fake smiles show teeth
Listening to the echoes of your voice travel down the barrel of a gun
Keep balm for lips
Ready to detonate and spit
Lyrics so swift that they take any hit and still run
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