I am sick of this place of death With a pace that’s set And you know the pessimistic bend Just to watch you break Practice what you preach Separate skin from the bone Digging at my flesh Like a schizophrenic with a blade Fingers tracing scars Mapping out reminders of just how much I can take Pressure in my brain My shoulders take the weight Back’s about to break Pain Every day that I awake In my blood and through my veins Now there’s nothing left that you can take away from me Pain Because I’ve seen it before I’ve lived it before I’ve been there before Incarnate So don’t you ever underestimate me Daily death Crooning in my ear Things I wanna hear Turn my head and bite my tongue Spitting blood on my pre-determined grave This is all a game Pressure in my brain My shoulders take the weight Back’s about to break This is all a game Pain Every day that I awake In my blood and through my veins Now there’s nothing left that you can take away from me Pain Every day that I awake In my blood and through my veins Now there’s nothing left, nothing left that you can take from me Pain, pain, pain, pain Footprints in the sand That can’t be washed away It breeds while we’re asleep It feeds when we awake Burdens of the flesh Our bodies are so weak We seek the spirit’s truth To turn the other cheek Turning the other cheek to see a world broken, lost and vain How can you ever look at someone else the same way? We all bleed The human race Have some empathy We are all in pain If we commiserate Then we can share the weight We are all the same We are all in Pain Every day that I awake In my blood and through my veins Now there’s nothing left that you can take away from me Pain Every day that I awake In my blood and through my veins Now there’s nothing left, nothing left that you can take from me


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