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Suffocate
02:00
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Neck deep in waste, I suffocate
I long for the breathes I can’t take
Silencing my scream with self harm
Scratching raw until I bleed black
Searching for the end, they do not condemn
Pray to god that I’m dead
Neck deep in waste, I suffocate
I long for the breathes I can’t take
Silencing my scream with self harm
Scratching raw until I bleed black
Cutting out my eyes, I will not survive
Pray to god that I’m dead
I have seen the end, light has come again
Demons inside me i won’t let you control me
I’ve said my grace,
I’ve lost all my faith
I’m as dead as the souls
That linger beside me
A presence inside me
Who can’t find their way out
Hes here
I can feel it
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2. |
Heaven Hill
01:36
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You’ve told me these lies
You’ve ruined my stride
Accepting your fate
Fuck your disguise
A drink in your hand
You’re trying to die
Ive felt all this pain, your demise
Ive tried to maintain a feeling of hope
No room for complaints
A fist full of hate
So fucking distressed
you’ve heard all these cries
You spit in my face, you fucking lied
You piece of shit, just fucking die
I can’t stand your face, so get out of mine
A shit you could give, you pushed me aside
I’m over high
you don’t even care
This is not my choice
Its not fair
You’ve told me these lies
You’ve ruined my stride
All I feel is hate
Fuck your disguise.....
Just fucking die
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Pretty
02:37
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I wake up everyday, wishing
that I was still asleep
In my dreams I feel alive
Not just a face
An inevitable reflection
A hollow soul staring back
Why can’t I feel what they see
I’m such a god damn piece of shit
You’re too pretty to be said they said
Depicting sadness as ugliness
Crying for help
Oh it must just be a phase
My internal suffering pinned as a hormonal fucking breakdown
Stop fucking invalidating me
I feel like I’m dying
How low is low enough?
Until I’m 10 feel under?
Why me?
It’s getting warmer everyday
I’m closer than you think
I wake up everyday,
wishing that I was still asleep
In my dreams I feel alive
Not just a person face
An inevitable reflection
A hollow soul staring back
Why can’t I feel what they see
I’m such a god damn piece of shit
Self hatred grown with in
Expectations can’t be met
I fucking hate myself
What don’t you get?
Stop fucking invalidating me
I feel like I’m dying
How low is low enough?
Is it until I’m 10 ft under?
Do you realize how ignorant you sound?
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Optimal Crime Minneapolis, Minnesota
Vocals; Alissa
Guitar: Siobahn
Bass: Mike
Drums: Ace
Optimal Crime recommends:
Our sister band Dirty Junk, also on Don't Panic records. Sludgey noise punk duo
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