Systematic
pitch black
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Taste the colors that run over you
Left me for dead it fills my head
A touch of gray that numbs the mind
Locked
in
here
for
good, she said
It turns my scream into a whisper
Grip the dark that funnels dimmest light
No way this could be
My thoughts scream through me
Nothing left to see
In my head they speak in tongues
Silence will become the death of me
Tear at my skin it never ends
No words can save the shape I'm in
No way this could be
My thoughts scream through me
Nothing left to see
(I think I see the light)
My thoughts scream through me
Nothing left to see
No way this could be
- Álbum:
- Pleasure to Burn
- Somewhere In Between
- Miscellaneous
- Ozzfest 2001 the Second Millennium
- JägerMusic Volume 2
- Buzz Bands: Spring/Summer 2001
- Alternative Times, Volume 15
- Alternative Times, Volume 18
- Alternative Times, Volume 36
- Pleasure To Burn (U.S. Amended Version)
- Pleasure To Burn (U.S. Version)
- Leaving Only Scars