Guilt Trip

Guilt Trip

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LyricsPosted by Guilt Trip 01 Mar, 2015 14:33:07
It's in your head now
Internalised
Policing yourself
From within it's a sin

And it's coming
Yeah it's coming
Now's the question how to question your own mind.
'cause it's coming
Yeah it's coming
Now's the question how to question your own mind.

It's not enough
No not enough
Point that gun at your own head and
...fire!

Wanting more
Than bleeding sores
Paid off like a cheap whore
You say that life is such a bore
Then stand up fight and make it yours

It's all a trick
It makes you sick
We can show you where to kick
You say those lies will never stick
Never bend over sucking dick

It multiplies
Collecting flies
And no place if she denies
You say 'a piece of the pie'
Burn it all and watch it die.

On the scale
Hear the wail
A shout out to no avail
Some say it's over time to bail
Time to release do what you will

Come inside
But never hide
In you you'll trust and abide
You say to always pick a side
Well here it comes here's the tide

We see your frustration
And we need you
Yes we need you to

Pick it up
Bring a storm
Another riot
Fuck the norm
All the comforts of a home
Will never be
What you can see

Always under control
Eating away at your soul
Growing old
Always told
It will be worth it when you're cold.

Six feet under and cold
Six feet under and cold

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