Voices in my head are telling me that life shit
We constantly fear and live with oppression
Everyone is telling me that everything's okay
I'll blow my fucking head off if I live another day
If you think that the world cares you're wrong
We're born alone and we die the same
Wake up in pain it doesn't seem to end
Hold this gun to my head wishing I was dead
Everyone feels it so why do we pretend
Bound to their system save me from this dread
When will I be free from being self aware
When will I be free
When will I be free from peoples expectations
When will be free
Good clean Slam! Something about this album is a little juvenile. Some nice screeching, some twisted grooves, it checks out. Throw some more lows and gutturals in the next album for me, will ya? ClasSixxS