Ingested, Kirk Windstein - Another Breath(2020)

[00:57.07] Memories, shackles around my feet
[01:02.91] I swore I wouldn't feel it, push it down till I forget
[01:09.19] These crippling memories, manifest in death
[01:16.46] Cut my husk down to the ground, so I may draw another breath
[01:24.12] When, will be enough? I can't believe I felt again
[01:27.13] I'll never trust, another broken bird to mend
[01:30.52] You're just a walking contradiction, you need to be the victim
[01:36.67] What you did goes unforgiven
[01:39.89] Cry and convince them it's all your condition
[01:43.39] Just a fucked up, stuck up cunt, the pain you caused has no remission
[01:50.10] I have gained a new perspective
[01:54.23] We're all plugged in and we're defective
[01:56.94] Nothing more than neurotic machines, full of emptiness and sertraline
[02:03.28] Can't live a life that's not perfected
[02:07.06] Distort the truth till you're accepted
[02:10.24] Nothing more than neurotic machines
[02:12.90] Discontent unless we're living our dreams
[02:22.10] What is your nightmare?
[02:30.43] Insignificance, your fallacy in vain
[02:35.68] Just as worthless as before, yet arrogance remains
[02:42.95] Quick it's getting tough, you better find another vein
[02:46.52] The sweetest rush, anything to make you less mundane
[02:49.11] Afflicted are dying again and again
[02:52.23] But you want the glory
[02:54.10] And none of the shame
[03:03.07] Just a fucked up stuck up cunt, the pain you caused has no remission
[03:09.56] I have gained a new perspective
[03:13.45] We're all plugged in and we're defective
[03:16.02] Nothing more than neurotic machines, full of emptiness and sertraline
[03:22.75] Can't live a life that's not perfected
[03:26.91] Distort the truth till you're accepted
[03:29.88] Nothing more than neurotic machines
[03:32.36] Discontent unless we're living our dreams
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[04:02.19] Memories, shackles round my feet
[04:09.04] I swore I wouldn't feel it, push it down, till I forget
[04:14.49] These crippling memories, manifest in death
[04:21.53] Cut my husk down to the ground, so I may draw another breath
[04:34.36] What is your nightmare?
[04:42.76] Insignificance, your fallacy in vain
[04:47.71] Just as worthless as before, yet arrogance remains
[04:55.15] Memories
[05:07.16] These fucking memories
[05:15.14] Cut my husk down to the ground, so I may draw another breath
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