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Benchmark
02:00
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This place kills
But nothing ever seems to change
The pain we feel
We create by our mistakes
Why we still fill ourselves with rot and decay
A puncture wound, abscess bruise won't make it go away
Take a look at yourself
I'll take a look at me
This place that we adore
Is fucking diseased
How many more of our brothers will we put in the ground
Everybody's got an opinion but, no one makes a sound.
Anyone whose anyone doesn't mean fuck all to me
The fallen friends and wounds we'll mend are what will set us free
I've got demons of my own and they're clawing at my feet.
My veins bled dry and so have I accepted my defeat.
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Hot Lettuce
01:34
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It's been too many years.
I've conquered all I can.
How many times will you ask me to shed my skin.
Im frozen solid to this wall that I've become
I'm a fixture, a statue, a warning of what's to come.
I'm afraid of what I could have been.
My potential is a memory.
Dwelling on all that's inside of me.
Regret will always be the fuel for this.
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Cost of Quality
02:39
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Why would I even trust you.
I don't even know you.
What makes you think your privy to information.
My Vices come disguised as a crisis.
You're a snake in sheeps clothing.
Breaking me down.
You're the fake.
But I'm the liar.
How many times have we been here before? I died before your feet were on the floor.
I can't accepting myself.
I wish I could breathe through someone else.
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Paladin
02:49
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Bleed like me
Breathe like me
Truth be told what do you live for
Blood runs cold who would you die for
I can weald this hammer on my own.
Smashing through this life I'll never own.
I should be fucking dead, but the past is behind me.
Where were you when we were out in the cold?
Nothing but a shadow behind me
Everything matters
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Goblintown
02:54
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We'll never get to share these words with you again.
Taken from us by this town this plague.
Rotting away in the corner of the world.
The stench is foul.
What happened?
We'll never know.
As the rats peddle away our souls
Creeping in from the south.
Pushing poison.
We'll never dance with you again.
We all try to run away from sin.
The past is behind me, but I can't recall,
if I picked you up or if I helped you fall
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Choke New Jersey
Members:
Pete - Guitar
Garret - Bass
Ryan - Drums
Dylan - Guitar
Chick - Vocals
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