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Paranoid
01:07
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Paranoid, can’t relax
Choke to death, panic attack
Scratch my skin, pick my scabs
Gonna wind up on a fucking slab
Can’t see straight, basket case
My brain is in the fucking trash
I see the light, don’t see the point
It’s the light at the end of a joint
My mind’s a wreck and I’m a fucking mess
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Manmade Hell
01:26
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’m fucked up hard, can’t see straight
My head is full of shit, and my Brain is on a plate
Gestapo’s on the corner, and there’s poison in the well
I’m sick of fucking living in a man made hell
Can’t keep fucking living in this man made hell (x2)
Sentenced to life; The world is a cell
Can’’t keep fucking living in this man made hell
Can’t keep living in this man made hell
Living in a world no different from a cell
No different than a cell
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Pressure
02:06
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I can feel the pressure building in my skull
Break your neck, fit the mold
Feel so fucking dull
Life is an illusion, the world it isn’t fair
Lost in the confusion, now I’m pulling out my hair
I can feel it crushing me
Can this be reality?
Don’t believe what I see
I won’t walk in line
I won’t be preoccupied
By a hollow Lie
I’ve had enough
I can feel the pressure beating on my head
Pay your bills, go to work, wake up then you’re dead
Substance of delusion, the world it doesn’t care
Lost in the confusion, I just sit and stare
I can feel it crushing me
Can this be reality?
Don’t believe what I see
I won’t walk in line
I won’t be preoccupied
By a hollow Lie
I’ve had enough
Pressure
The pressure
Pressure
I can feel the pressure
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4. |
Violence
02:01
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Lurking in the shadows
Patrolling in the streets
Clenching fists and toting guns
Blood is what they seek
No matter what the price is
No matter what we think
Hatred fuels their way of thought
Lack of brains and empty hearts
Violence is something that they need
Violence; a way of life it seems
Violence; no care for who it hits
Violence; they do it just for kicks
Got you in their crosshairs
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Back In Line
00:58
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Back in line, lay face down
Lay your arms right on the ground
Don’t think twice, watch your back
Leave you to pick up the slack
Give up hope; Give you ours
Thinking that’ll get you far
Not too late to get in line
It’s your execution time
Back in line
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Boiled Alive
02:02
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Pressure builds, consuming me
Feeling lost, insanity
Desperate for security
Hopeless state surrounding me
I can’t see a way out
I can’t see a way to survive
Desperate and hopeless
Being boiled alive
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Rejekts Boston, Massachusetts
Vocals- Alex
Guitar-Kyle
Bass- Ellis
Drums- Gary
“MANMADE HELL" 7” EP - OUT ON NO NORMS RECORDS
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