clevohardcore
* Kick\'n ass on the wild side *
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Registered: 9-19-2004
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Mood: Sick Of It All, Youth Of Today
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THE ACCUSED
ALL DAY! MARTHAS SPLATTERHEADS MADDEST STORIES EVER TOLD. ALL FUCKING DAY!
Lyrics to Starved To Death (Eatin' Your Buddies) :
Retreat
To the
Empty safety
Of the womb
Behind
Forgotten doors
Sealed in your tomb
In the back
Of your head
You hear this laughing
Trapped here
For so long
Your mind is cracking
Evil thoughts
You no longer control
Starvation growing
Taking its toll
Bodies crushed
They lay everywhere
You're so hungry
They won't care
Skin pulled tight
Bones poking through
Insatiable hunger
You must satisfy
Rotting flesh
That's what's in store
Hunger's sharp pains
You can't ignore
You won't go to bed hungry
No not tonight
This flesh is so tender
You don't even need a knife
Eatin' yer buddies
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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BDx13
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love accused.
never knew there were actual lyrics.
If I fail math, there goes my chance at a good job and a happy life full of hard work.
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clevohardcore
* Kick\'n ass on the wild side *
Posts: 12937
Registered: 9-19-2004
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Mood: Sick Of It All, Youth Of Today
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^^^^ I'm with ya on that. I had to Google it and I'm a bit surprised myself. I remember my Open Casket Funeral tape had the lyrics to it, but the rest
didn't. I think maybe Straight Razor did too, but I don't have them anymore. I also don't remember trying to read the lyrics for some strange reason.
I read through my music collection like most of us over the years. Never the accused though, weird. Honestly, maybe its because the tunes were so bad
ass the lyrics really didn't matter.
Each aspect of the soul has it's own part to play, but the ideal is harmonious agreement with reason and control.
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