I felt like I might die without your eyes on me.
I felt like I might cry, end that drought alone, just me.
Don't wanna be dirty, I wanna be clean,
I try to scrub you off, but your stains on me.
Like a dead rat inside the wall,
I could break-em down but then they'd fall.
My heart bursts It's unhealthy,
Everything I do is obsessive.
I've gotta make a choice abrasively,
It's you or me, and I choose me.
I wanna tear your throat out with my teeth,
And prove there's nothing underneath.
I wanna bring you down to hell with me,
It's the only place that you should be.
I feel like I might go too far for you.
I feel like I feel more than you ever could.
Sex, drugs, self-destruct.
There's something wrong with everyone.
Vexed, like bugs, there are no brains left to disrupt.
There's something wrong with everyone!
I've given up on everyone,
I've given up on everything.
This album should be ranked very high in ranks of latest industrial albums, because it just crushes the competition. THIS is how it's done people. Menacing vocals, pounding drums and haunting electronics have no mercy on your ears and leave you with not one second of peace. Play this loud and do people around you a service.
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