Tekstovi: Nevermore. The Politics Of Ecstacy. Next In Line.

I taste the tear to numb the fear
Trapped by the source of my infection
I play the martyr
Submerged in this pool
The corporation used me
Like they brainwashed you

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Life is seen so cold and benign
I don't want to be saved
I'm next in line to die

Labeled sick but I'm just a man
Everyone I love has left me for dead
This void illusion I suffer for
They made me their God
And I am so much more than you

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I don't want to be saved

I'm next in line

I taste the fear to numb the tear
Trapped by the source of my infection
Life is seen through heroin dreaming
Cold and benign
I don't want to be saved
I'm next in line to die
I don't want to be saved
I'm next in line and
I don't want to be saved

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I'm a dead man, I'm a sick man
I'm the pilot of my destruction

The pilot of my destruction