DESCRIPTION:
Album- White Label
Track- 7
Lyrics-
Truths, now coming out
Becoming, audible sound
Spat forth with raw velocity

Few years ago id think of killing myself
cephalic node re arrangement caused by chemical stealth

It was a period that can only be described by myself
as a shitload of problems mixed with mental mental health

As years went by I pulled myself from the sky
And got back on the train that if you stay on you die

Now more people Ive seen,
what was dread is now ream
I see the way in which they work
I think its just too fucking easy to

Deceive each other in this world it aint right,
but something inside me still keeps it alive

Its alright, for me to do whatever I like,
Although id give it up for nothin if it wasnt such a trait, I think that.

Ive got no - self control
Ive got no - self control
Ive got no - self control
Ive got no - self control
Ive got no - self control
Ive got no - self control
Ive got no - self control
Ive got no - self control

Some things that I do,
its like watchin a film
Shit dont seem real til its done in the past
And we live like this cos it happens this way
Self medicate to partake in this game

Flashbacks of symptoms-
seems years ago but yesterday
No happiness remains-
I come down, into the dark
Flashbacks of something-commissioner a walking corpse
Honestys hour-
inhaling, im fucking dark

Truths - now coming out
Truths - will tear them apart -
Ive got no self control
Truths will tear them apart
Ive got no self control


Truths - where do I start.
Truths - where do I start.
Don't start

Ive got no
self control
Self control
got no hold
Ive got no
self control
Self control

Ive got no
self control
Self control
Got no hold
Ive got no
self control
Self control

Chaos
Remorse
Discipline
Ominous catastrophe


Hate
Dissecting
My thoughts

All the things perceived in me
Ominous catastrophe

In seas of rancid bourbon
Chemical burn
Vacant bloodshot eyes

Restraint
Discipline
Ominous catastrophe