1. |
Dead...But Breathing
03:01
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ohhh suffering the fate of all my pain...
cant seem to fight it, ow! im going insane...
carve open my flesh dedicating the feeling...
am i alive? NO!
im dead de de dead de dead... but breathing...
ohhhh the rush, my brain is seething...
theres so much blood that nobody would believe me...
whats taking this so long, what was i thinking...
will i survive? NO!
im dead de de dead de dead... but breathing...
crawling up the walls inside my head...
hanging from the ceiling with all my dread...
lonely is the life i choose to lead...
remove my flesh and watch me bleed...
im all alone and there is no one to save me...
laying in bed, basting in my own gravy...
the door bell rings but someone tell them im sleeping...
wake me up!!
im dead de de dead de dead... but breathing...
correct assumption life is done...
connect the lines the dots have won...
nothing left over my bones...
once im dead, i will be home...
'cause im dead de de dead de dead... but breathing...
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2. |
Blood. Sweat. Years
03:32
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blood. sweat. years.
one foot left in the grave
what's another day spent as the slave
freedom is what i should crave
but it comes with all the pain
we are slaves...
who's gonna save?
you know your name...
that crown of thorns brought you the fame?
it brought you the fame...
blood sweat and years...
(blood. sweat. years.)
the same pattern through the tears...
i'm facing all my fear...
(blood. sweat. years.)
before i die, my vision will be clear...
it will be clear...
with my blood sweat and years...
jesus cried through the rain
but spilled the wine made with bloody shame
not fit to call his name
so where shall i place the blame?
we are slaves...
who's gonna save?
you know your name...
that crown of thorns brought you the fame?
it brought you the fame...
blood sweat and tears...
(blood. sweat. tears.)
the same pattern through the years...
i'm facing all my fear...
(blood. sweat. years.)
before i die, my vision will be clear...
it will be clear...
it will be clear...
blood sweat and years...
(blood. sweat. years.)
the same pattern through the tears...
i'm facing all my fear...
(blood. sweat. years.)
before i die, my vision will be clear...
it will be clear...
it will be clear...
my blood sweat and years...
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3. |
Tiny Pieces
04:13
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tiny pieces
bittersweet rage
clouding my visions
everytime i see your face...
constant reminder
of my own attrition
all that time to fucking waste...
blinding myself with
killing the selfish
person locked inside of you...
fighting the instict
of being so distinct
in saying that i'll murder you...
alright...
calming salvation
slowly eases my mind
thinking what i'd like to do...
picturing myself
quietly making
tiny pieces out of you...
fingers and toes
and even your nose
fits quaint in a bag
so nobody knows...
pull out your eyes
and smash all your teeth
then burn all the hair
so it's so fucking neat...
blinding myself with
killing the selfish
person locked inside of you...
fighting the instict
of being so distinct
in saying that i'll murder you...
fingers and toes
and even your nose
fits quaint in a bag
so nobody knows...
pull out your eyes
and smash all your teeth
then burn all the hair
so it's so fucking neat...
fingers and toes
and even your nose
fits quaint in a bag
so nobody knows...
pull out your eyes
and smash all your teeth
then burn all the hair
so it's so fucking neat...
picturing myself...
quietly making...
tiny pieces out of you...
picturing myself...
quietly making...
tiny pieces out of you...
well i'm making tiny pieces out of you...
making tiny pieces out of you...
i'm making tiny pieces out of you...
making tiny pieces...
out of you...
out of you...
making tiny pieces...
out of you...
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4. |
Cleans Me Sins, Eh?
03:53
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cleans me sins, eh?
inlayed for the public display
i feel the weight of the world
pressin' down upon my shoulders...
arms out like a crucified jesus
bleeding though unnerved
by the holes punched in my hands....
i gotta face full of sand...
watch me cleanse my sins...
watch me cleanse my sins...
all i see are broken men...
watch me cleanse my sins...
ill fucking do it again...
10 feet up off the ground
feel the force of the world pulling me down
the sun scorching me i can not see...
water to wine is child's play
the man upstairs will never throw me away
im on charge...
youll never get your way...
watch me cleanse my sins...
watch me cleanse my sins...
all i see are broken men...
watch me cleanse my sins...
ill fucking do it again...
ill fucking do it again...
watch me cleanse my sins...
watch me cleanse my sins...
all i see are broken men...
watch me cleanse my sins...
ill fucking do it again...
locked away in this tomb of gold
nobody understanding whats to unfold
in cage but i wont be sold...
i will rise at the dawn of man
givin heart attacks with my fiery grin
i cant wait to see your soul...
escape the unholy mold...
watch me cleanse my sins...
watch me cleanse my sins...
all i see are broken men...
watch me cleanse my sins...
ill fucking do it again...
ill fucking do it again...
again and again...
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5. |
DEBT
04:21
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debt
sunk in a pit of my own despair
why should anybody even care?
it's not like i didnt dig my own grave
refusing to be your fucking slave...
now!
we must fill the lies we swallow...
we must kill so that we can borrow...
life is debt
the only guarantee...
stand by yourself...
while they watch you bleed...
locked away in this cage of bone
rotting flesh holding on to my soul...
on my way to appease the man
give him my nickles for a grain of sand!
now!
we must fill the lies we swallow...
we must kill so that we can borrow...
life is debt
the only guarantee...
stand by yourself...
while they watch you bleed...
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6. |
Hate Brigade
05:10
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hate brigade
march on the center of the pentagram
shooting middle fingers up at uncle sam
knowledge of how we were made?
they created the hate brigade
let em all see our firey eyes
show em all that we're ready to die
we'll watch em all shit their pants
the hate brigade is our last chance
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade away...
we wont fade away...
unity is what we use to burn it down
burn it all down to the fucking ground
a fresh start for all those freed
a new life for you and me
from the ash we'll build anew
starting fresh with a different crew
long enough they've spread the hate
the hate brigade will change their fate
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade...
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade away...
we wont fade away...
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade...
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade)
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade...
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade away...
we wont fade away...
march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade...march
in the hate parade...
shout
we're the hate brigade...
march
in the hate parade...
show em all that we wont fade away...
we wont fade away...
we wont fade away...
march
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7. |
Notice Me
03:46
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notice me
the hits just keep on coming
disrespect has got my mind running
dont ever think that this will slow me down
im more focused than ever to wear my crown
explode the scene with our new face
leaving you blown by your own taste
never drew the line...
but i will survive...
again...
because your gone...
you lost...
and you dont see...
this was not about me...
cant you feel that ive won...
you've been beaten
now you're broken
with no shame
its unspoken
you should have noticed
you dont have to save me...
you're beaten
now you're broken
no shame
unspoken
you should have noticed
you dont have to save me...
theres no need to save me...
the pace just keeps on flowing
blinding light has got your heart showing
the true color of your yellow spine
thinking you could have a piece of whats mine
burning the scene with our new feel
showing you just how to keep it real
never cross the line...
you will not survive...
again...
because your gone...
you lost...
and you dont see...
this was not about me...
cant you see that ive won...
you've been beaten
now you're broken
with no shame
its unspoken
you should have noticed
you dont have to save me...
you're beaten
now you're broken
no shame
unspoken
you should have noticed
you dont have to save me...
theres no need to save me...
sweat pouring down my face
your humbling disgrace
im left to wonder...
if you have what it takes...
do you have what it takes?
i dont fucking think so!
no!
you've been beaten
now you're broken
with no shame
its unspoken
you should have noticed
you dont have to save me...
you're beaten
now you're broken
no shame
unspoken
you should have noticed
you dont have to save me...
theres no need to save me...
notice me...
notice me...
witness my face...
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8. |
What's Mine
05:35
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what's mine
sheer misdirection
lied to my face...
i'll see you next time
with all my hate...
i'm still in shock that you would dare...
pull your bullshit with everyone there...
everyone there...
you're way outta fucking line
i'm gonna lose my mind...
you're almost out of time
i'm gonna get what's mine...
you're way outta fucking line
i'm gonna lose my mind...
you're almost out of time
i'm gonna get
what's
mine...
i'll get what's mine...
walking in the front door
you had no fucking clue...
what was gonna happen
when i ran into you...
there was no time for you to relax...
i caved your brains in with a mother fucking axe...
with a fucking axe...
you're way outta fucking line
i'm gonna lose my mind...
you're almost out of time
i'm gonna get what's mine...
you're way outta fucking line
i'm gonna lose my mind...
you're almost out of time
i'm gonna get
what's
mine...
i'll get what's mine...
everytime...
i always do...
i always do...
i get what's mine...
everytime...
i always do...
i always do...
i get what's mine...
i get what's mine...
everytime...
everytime...
i always do...
i always do...
you're way outta fucking line
i'm gonna lose my mind...
you're almost out of time
i'm gonna get what's mine...
you're way outta fucking line
i'm gonna lose my mind...
you're almost out of time
i'm gonna get
what's
mine...
i'll get what's mine...
everytime...
i always do...
i get what's mine...
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9. |
Levee (The Storm)
04:15
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levee (the storm)
if it keeps on raining
levees gonna break
if it keeps on raining
levees gonna break
and if that levee breaks
ill have no place to stay...
mean old levee
taught me to weep and moan
yeah, mean old levee
taught me to weep and moan
its got what it takes to make the mountain man
leave his home...
oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah...
everybody knows
what it's like to lose their home...
to watch it all wash away in the storm...
feeling the ground
crumble underneath your feet
while they're staring down upon us from their moutain peaks...
some stand tall
yeah we weather the storm
while most of the world simply tredges through the mud...
we try to cry out
we call for their aid
but they let us die...
they rule our fate...
crying wont help ya
pain wont do you no good
no, crying wont help ya
pain wont do you no good
when that levee breaks
mama you've got to move...
all last night
i sat on that levee and moaned
lord, all last night
i sat on that levee and moaned
thinking 'bout my baby...
and my happy home...
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10. |
Fragments
03:15
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fragments
cowering under the shadows of the flame
blistering night, only darkness remains
bleeding are the hearts of our heroes slain
those who have gone to war in your name
empty their life with the bullets from my gun
voiding the prophet as we're coming undone
try to sway the masses using all your fame
hallowed be thy name...
what is it you cant see?
being depraved of humanity?
we follow the lines...
we must be blind...
what is so hard about free?
callous are the scars...
fragments are what we are...
living life in the grip of the noose
ask yourself what you've got to lose
frightened are the hearts...
carrying all those we've lost...
theres no time to dine with the tears
feast on whats left of all your fear
bathing the halls in the blood of the young
shredded to pieces under our lords tongue
the ropes of humanity have long been hung
the sound of the bell that's already rung
dividing to weaken the souls full of shame
blindly following gods with no names
raging agony cause feelings to numb
what have we become?
what is it you cant see?
being depraved of humanity?
we follow the lines...
we must be blind...
what is so hard about free?
callous are the scars...
fragments are what we are...
living life in the grip of the noose
ask yourself what you've got to lose
frightened are the hearts...
carrying all those we've lost...
theres no time to dine with the tears
feast on whats left of all your fear
its ok to be afraid...
not knowing is the name of the game...
its the only way...
war and famine shall not remain...
this is our time...
time we drew the lines...
its ok to hide...
if i were you i'd run for my life...
callous are the scars...
fragments are what we are...
living life in the grip of the noose
ask yourself what you've got to lose
frightened are the hearts...
carrying all those we've lost...
theres no time to dine with the tears
feast on whats left of all your fear
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11. |
A Lesson In Pain
03:30
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a lesson in pain
i am the soul of the tortured and shamed...
a morbid unfortunate pest in your brains...
i am the madness that baffles the sane...
a dark no good basterd who walks in the rain...
pay close attention...
and try to refrain...
knowledge is key...
you'll never be the same...
i am the master...
i am the lord...
i am the savior...
the end is yours...
remember my name
the best in the game...
this is a lesson in pain...
will you make the grade
a test of the brave...
this is a lesson in pain...
remember my name
the best in the game...
this is a lesson in pain...
will you make the grade
a test of the brave...
this is a lesson in pain...
i am the passion on the end of the sword...
necessary evil to thwart the coming storm...
i am sadness adding strife from the horde...
the king of the hill...
a mother fucking war lord...
pay close attention...
and try to refrain...
knowledge is key...
you'll never be the same...
i am the master...
i am the lord...
i am the savior...
the end is yours...
remember my name
the best in the game...
this is a lesson in pain...
will you make the grade
a test of the brave...
this is a lesson in pain...
there is...
nowhere left to hide...
strap in...
and enjoy the ride...
there is...
nowhere left to hide...
there is...
nowhere left to hide...
strap in...
and enjoy the ride...
there is...
nowhere left to hide...
remember my name
the best in the game...
this is a lesson in pain...
will you make the grade
a test of the brave...
this is a lesson in pain...
remember my name
the best in the game...
this is a lesson in pain...
will you make the grade
a test of the brave...
this is a lesson in pain...
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Machine Gun Mayhem Leominster, Massachusetts
Joe “Mayhem” Robichaud- Vocals
Ryan “Machine Gun” Barbin- Guitar/Backing Vocals
Brent “The Black
Goat of the Forest” Martino- Guitar
Joe “Chippy” McPhee- Drums
Tim “The Butcher” Harrigan- Bass/Backing Vocals
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