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Heroin or Suicide?

👤 Leftöver Crack 🎼 Baby Jesus, Sliced Up In The Manger ⏱️ 3:12
🎵 1300 characters
⏱️ 3:12 duration
🆔 ID: 11893933

📜 Lyrics

Hey see you know what I, I know what I dont
You promise you promise and I know you won't
The problems and pressures we face everyday
Are sometimes more like but always on display
It breaks in your ears it aches in your bones and brings you to tears
With various incisions you load another bullet
Your shootin' with precision

I'm talented with atrophy yea i do it well
you know I'd like to take a break from suffering in hell
Squattin' is the excuse is I frequently abuse
Either way I hold the chain im gonna need a noose cause PAIN!
Sweats on my skin, sick with bad memories and burns for my sin PAIN!
To talk with each breath
The only solution is the sweet taste of death!

Don't mistake the demeanor
My kindness and weakness
I'll burn you with reality
While you cry to your Jesus
You're suffocating in two
You're choking in an empty room
You're empty life thats ending soon
Completely spells your doom

I made a choice deep inside
heroin or suicide?
sickness praised in times of need
we waste away from hands of greed
Jesus nailed to wooded T's
cannot compete with my disease
humanity the weak condition my soul is sick from my decision

PAIN! The badness increases
The goodness wants to cry while we are cut to pieces
PAIN! Precious death
Paralysed with apathy thats all thats fucking left!
PAIN!

⏱️ Synced Lyrics

[00:06.80] Hey see you know what I, I know what I dont
[00:09.41] You promise you promise and I know you won't
[00:12.62] The problems and pressures we face everyday
[00:15.63] Are sometimes more like but always on display
[00:20.19] It breaks in your ears it aches in your bones and brings you to tears
[00:24.18] With various incisions you load another bullet
[00:28.37] Your shootin' with precision
[00:29.95] I'm talented with atrophy yea i do it well
[00:32.50] you know I'd like to take a break from suffering in hell
[00:35.73] Squattin' is the excuse is I frequently abuse
[00:38.44] Either way I hold the chain im gonna need a noose cause PAIN!
[00:43.46] Sweats on my skin, sick with bad memories and burns for my sin PAIN!
[00:48.99] To talk with each breath
[00:50.18] The only solution is the sweet taste of death!
[00:53.10] Don't mistake the demeanor
[01:05.79] My kindness and weakness
[01:07.36] I'll burn you with reality
[01:08.74] While you cry to your Jesus
[01:10.50] You're suffocating in two
[01:12.00] You're choking in an empty room
[01:13.13] You're empty life thats ending soon
[01:14.70] Completely spells your doom
[01:40.66] I made a choice deep inside
[01:43.79] heroin or suicide?
[01:46.77] sickness praised in times of need
[01:49.59] we waste away from hands of greed
[01:52.64] Jesus nailed to wooded T's
[01:55.50] cannot compete with my disease
[01:58.21] humanity the weak condition my soul is sick from my decision
[02:24.89] PAIN! The badness increases
[02:27.21] The goodness wants to cry while we are cut to pieces
[02:29.52] PAIN! Precious death
[02:32.10] Paralysed with apathy thats all thats fucking left!
[02:34.93] PAIN!
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