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Suburban Scum split 7"

by Incendiary

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In spite of what they say, I'm still not right. Out of body out of mind and out of everyone’s sight. But even through the struggle I still hold tight, leaving the pieces behind makes it easier to feel alive. I need to live, I need to love, not just survive. Force myself, not finished yet, facing fears I thought I’d dreamt. Life don't wait for payment sent and what I've earned hasn't made a dent. This isn't me, this isn't who I was supposed to be - a dead weight hanging on your words. The cast of my mold is cracked and for once in my life it feels good to accept that second place is a finish that we get. The weight of it all is crushing me. I'm trying to reach this level of peace where I feel nothing for anyone or anything, maybe then I can finally sleep. Fighting for survival and trying to kill the pain, searching for the sun in a world that always rains. Fighting for survival and trying to kill the pain, if it's peace I need so be it but I'll always curse your name.
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You’re too fucking weak to live a day in my head and you’re too fucking scared to realize heaven's hell. You live your life in a rut, with the blinds drawn shut, with your head in your hands like a shot to the gut. Chasing a chance at the top with a smile and a wave, this city is full of fakers, this city is full of graves. No better than the trash on the tracks, blank like concrete on the street. I love the hate I hold. Growing up, I learned how to sit and listen. Now I stand up and take aim from my position. Ripped from the dead minds of the majority and hearing the lies of the civil authority. I'm the fucking gun shoved into your back. They're all dead inside with hollow eyes forcing words upon their tongues to disguise their miserable fucking lives. They are all in the stars, but I'm looking at the gutter.

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released November 1, 2010

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