Blacked Out Whitechapel

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[Verse 1]
I asked God, "Why am I suffering?"
He said, "Welcome to the world where your bank account reigns"
I salute my wasted youth
And tip this bottle back until the nerves ignore the pain

[Refrain]
Repetition needs a friend
I have a 12 gauge resting in my hands!
How 'bout we get this party started right
And use a bullet for each of your eyes?
Repetition's at its end
How does it feel to receive rather than to send?
Oh, I forgot you don't have a fucking brain
It was blown out by another man drove insane

[Bridge]
I can't feel a thing
Emotionlessness never filled me this way

[Chorus]
Can this be the rest of my life?
No care, no remorse
Follow me to a cold, numb mind
And live the life of a corpse