Shanax Bars - Prosthetix (feat. 363X)

Here we go again, back around the bend
I learned another lesson and I lost another friend
He earned a smothered end, he cost me of my pence
I'm burdened with this blessing, I can't help but get revenge
I wonder what the purpose is
And why this system, nervous, is
Uncertain in its vertices
A burden in superlative
I ponder with my burning lips
The light ends where the curtain sits
I wander toward its surfaces
I hurtle toward it merciless
Take the quantum leap
Tread through autumn leaves
Bred for rotten meat
Never fall asleep
Wonder why I'm breathing when I'm leaving
I believe in ghosts
Thunder skies I'm seizing, I been grieving
I decieve the host
It's 15 degrees and I can't sleep
Cus I been dreaming ghouls
Infliscitng disease, go 'head and scream
They've come to reap your soul
The light grows dim, whisper a hymn
Prosthetic limbs, can't swim
A sight so grim, a twisted grin
Synthetic skin I'm in
Electrified, intensified
It's mechanized, anaesthetized
Desensitized, I've been deprived
I'm set aside and left to die
Here, this is my fear
There's no life near, shed a tear
Here, this is my fear
There's no life near, shed a tear
Keys in ignition! Rev the engine
Need not mention details of my ascension
I can't help it, here I'm going
Down into the void
Help me, someone help me
Help me, somebody help me please
Sadness, bled on the mattress
Madness, head in a basket

You took a poor shot
Thought ya hit me, you did not
I'm a psychonaut
Snap you neck with my thoughts
Hatred intensified
More you tell me, tell me lies
Be scared of me
Be terrified
Of this look in my eyes
Dream of genocide
Empty world, sanitized
Ouija board, no goodbye
I will laugh, your gods cry
Demon in me says you'll die
You are stuck, your own lies
Looked too long, now you blind
Fuck the industry
I'm not the one to feed
Not the only one to bleed
We are bred from rotten meat
Rip your heart out, we will eat
Smell of blood, smells so sweet
Skewed reality
Fuck mortality
Lost myself, purposeless
Forgot that I'm actually merciless
Drowned it out with a mental switch
The conversion is murderous
Everything turns black
Wake in a different place
I'm strapped down
Lights pointed in my face
Took anesthetic
They put it in my veins
Body went limp
Now I'm layin here wide wake
Prosthetic limbs, trying to cut off my legs
Couldn't feel shit, I broke out my restraints
There's no stoping the homicidal mental case
Just a sinner trying to flush out all the saints
Why can't you leave me be
My head is better than you think
I know I'm a psycho
I don't care, what you think

Written by:
John Sorrel, Shannon Weaver

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