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
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
whore. You know I could be so much more While the soundtrack plays dialogue from another scene. I'll wrap myself so tight in plastic that I can't breathe
for man another day of breathing every wake brings more decay there will be no dawn for man this is the burning age another day of breathing every wake
but pray Another victim dies, another moral suicide "No more book of lies instead of food" The hungry cried You're lost, you'll never find Between the pews the rotting
There's a city filth that lingers All over my naked hands Deep into weave of the clothes I wear And every step brings another Every hour adds some more
chemical weapon has been released now weA?ll never rest in peace Hunted and gutted for a weapon of death, clutching the bombs you draw your last breath
Born as a freak in decrepit birth Ignorance prevails, buried in earth I seem contorted, a victim of death Corrupt reality, a poisoned breath From beyond
until another day be true in yourself, have faith in what you're made act on instinct, in all the rules you break social disease, rotting time away
imposed compensated pieces of what I know Breathing, letting go one day at a time is still to slow I have not lived like this gonna shape another one
