Aov

Black
Dirty thief
In the grease
Was the proof too good to be believed?
Is the cunt
With the dumb
Who belongs on broken knees?

So far it occurs to me
That everybody in the world is afraid of me
Just one more cent and down we go
Now that the news is out
And I think I'm going to

Kill myself
Or f*** myself
Or tell myself
About the only thing that matters now
We bury what we fear the most
Approaching original violence!
Is the silence where you hide it?
Cuz I don't recognize you anymore

To each his own
I can do with one less watered down excuse
If this is over you can
Tell me it's no use You can tell me it's over

Today
We will deceive
Our better selves
Into assimilating pain from something else

Put on your face
And show me why
Behind the scenes we had to simply comply

Now the community
Doesn't feel any better than it used to be
I wanna be a judge in a criminal case
You covered up, did you come to be

Be yourself
Not yourself
Know yourself
Cuz no one seems to know you now

We carry what we can't control
Approaching original violence
In the silence - There is a nihilist
Who does't care - And now they're dead

To each his own
I can do with one less watered down excuse
There comes a time where we can't
Take the same abuse

If this is over you can tell me it's no use

Drug out bits I'll never get to say
What you wanted doesn't matter
Nothing's gonna change I don't wanna watch another brother fuc*** die
So discarded, fall over the side

Don't tell me it's the only way
Just another reason why you never take the bait
The trials, the screaming, the burdens of the beast
Fuc*** your face and turned your back on
Everything you thought could save a dream

We are the angels fear to tread
Approaching original violence
We're the silence
We'll deny it
We can't continue on like this

To each his own
I can do with one less watered down excuse
There comes a time where we can't
Take the same abuse

If this is over you can tell me it's no use
It doesn't matter what you say
It doesn't matter what you do
We can't continue on like this