Contingencies You have no choice in this We're brought into a world where judgement's made on face value Desperation turned inward and another face frozen
m afraid it can't be found Now I've got another plan Some of you won't understand This is a circus without clowns (Circus without clowns) Rotting in this town (Rotting
the innards Of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea Asphyxiation Tangled intestines become my reality Choking on guts Asphyxiation gasping for breath
kicken you Tryin to make me bleed in to My resent so definite evident Breath life a disease gonna get you Off of me Thoughts of you rotting me Animosity
you Tryin to make me bleed in to My resent so definite evident Breath life a disease gonna get you Off of me Thoughts of you rotting me Animosity grows
fire, breathe in the black Just one more hit could kill Fulfill the death wish in you Swallow the fire, breathe in the black Another life is wasted, another
than the simple act just a boy going up up up just a boy going up in flames in the smoke just another life just another breath and who'll remember oh
we're only flesh rotting in an ocean of time We live and die spinning in a wheel, without ever knowing who we are The magicians are out of breath 52
Rotting from the inside out Keep that shit in your fucking mouth You have no respect but for yourself Fire it up, beg for help. A waste of every single breath
Than the simple act Just a boy goin' up, up, up Just a boy goin' up, in flames, in the smoke Just another life, just another breath And who'll remember
come up here Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here I think you should come up here (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic) Yet another
real When it all happened I was in the lime light News, camera, gaven killer stamina Another year I'm here but forgotten Skin is rotting feeling old,
I be the only one Losing everything but money, everybody left And I don?t even get to see my young Only happiness I get is in the studio When I get to do another
the innards of rotting cadavers a rancid gore sea Asphyxiation Tangled intestines become my reality , choking on guts Asphyxiation gasping for breath,
the waterfront Smack-rotting faces On the waterfront And it's bad But, it is bad America Under the western sky And there's vein-like children On the waterfront Smack-rotting
Another year has passed and I'm alright I lick the salt from my wounds and run into the night Well, it's unknown why collusion goes on It rapes like betrayal
