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Текст песне : Mudvayne. Kill, I Oughtta. Coal.

My soul simply won't bleed
Coal blackened walls surround my scene
Hardened, callous I've been stung by bees
Forfeited courage keeps me in need

And I need, your soul in black
Trust you rape and you've left me to see
My soul attacked it's innocence deaf and dumb
I can't hear the shit been preached to me
Losses I count, you rip through my mind
And take my thoughts from me
My mind, my space inside I'm lost
Replaced bliss with catastrophy

Heaven sends you the seed
My mind receives and accepts deceit
My attendance sometimes disturbing
My appearance shows no sympathy

And I need, your soul in black
Trust you rape and you've left me to see
My soul attacked it's innocence deaf and dumb
I can't hear the shit been preached to me
Losses I count, you rip through my mind
And take my thoughts from me
My mind, my space inside I'm lost
Replaced bliss with catastrophy

Me in this state of mind
[Incomprehensible]
My balance off balance
That I push through this dark time
I lay awake at night my body trembles
Wrapped with vines
Each tie that binds represents another dream demise
Oh fuck I need a handle in my life
[Incomprehensible]

I know that there is no escape for me
This sweating I don't mind just fused with insanity
Oh I know that there is no escape for me
This sweating I don't mind just fused with insanity
[Incomprehensible]
Dark time I lay awake at night my body trembles
Wrapped with vines
Each tie that binds represents another
Dream demise
Oh fuck I need a handle in my life, in my life

My soul simply won't bleed
Coal blackened walls surround my scene
Hardened, callous I've been stung by bees
Forfeited courage keeps me in need

And I need, your soul in black
Trust you rape and you've left me to see
My soul attacked it's innocence deaf and dumb
I can't hear the shit been preached to me
Losses I count, rip through my mind
Take my thoughts from me
My mind, my space inside I'm lost
Replaced bliss with catastrophy

My soul, been caught in the mix of your plague
My life, is been in this cowardice, true that are they
My soul has been caught in the mix of your plague
My life has been meaningless now is it you that I thank

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