Pain Avenue

«I have to go…»
«…an appointment with my psychiatrist»
Pressure building up
All I can do is pray that it’ll stop
Feeling dead when I walk
Vultures circlin' me in a flock
Shot by killer, what’s surgin'?
Nerves in a knot hurtin'
Fallin' through a spiral
Vital signs are looking uncertain
I’m not a young person
I’m not a dumb person
Blood in my throat
Tears in my eyes
Pain in my limbs
Lungs hurtin'
I don’t see the drugs workin'
Shit that was a dumb purchase
I’m paranoid they’re gonna find me
In a slump; murdered
«Bwah, you lonely prick
You should be on some stony shit
Emotionless, forget about the worries
Then they won’t exist»
Won’t exist?
Man, people talk bullshit too much
I’m about to smoke this light bulb
While you pussies hit the blunt
Chop up Ajax in a line; sniff it
Drink that bleach; it tastes horrific
Shapes are shiftin'
Brain is missin'
In another place existing
Wave the one; insane magician
Tape and listen back, you missed it
Twistin' off the cap and sippin' this radioactive liquid
Lettin' out the anger I was forced to hold
Fuck what you thought you know
Born to roll right over the edge
I live on Pain Avenue
I have a strange attitude
I’m sorry if I’m rude
It’s just I can’t fake gratitude
This the anger I was forced to hold
Fuck what you thought you know
Born to roll right over the edge
I live on Pain Avenue
I have a strange attitude
I’m sorry if I’m rude
It’s just I can’t fake gratitude
If I offend you; Fuck You
Sorry that was harsh
My mind is rotten
Like some bodies buried in the marsh
I hear voices
I hear screamin'
I hear sirens
I’ve been dreamin' of bad things
When I’ve been sleeping
I’m gonna burn them alive and eat them
«That's pathetic
Passive aggressive
Now you’re really losing it mate»
I’m in pain and feelin' the hate
I know people can relate
Everybody’s out for themselves
Greedy motherfuckers
So dismissive
Not prepared to go the distance
Showin' no assistance to the needy
But there’s hope; resistance buildin' up
I wanna climb a building with a rifle
And just kill these fuckers
The anger’s still eruptin'
So the lava’s drippin' on my clothes
And karma’s tryna kill me
It’s filthy
The drugs are in the spoon and lookin' milky
But how’s this shit gonna make me any stronger if it kills me?
Ill sweet dreams; I’m havin'
Demons grabbin' at my soul
And pullin' it
I flee the madness
I would say «I'm happy»
But that’s pushin' it
Lettin' out the anger I was forced to hold
Fuck what you thought you know
Born to roll right over the edge
I live on Pain Avenue
I have a strange attitude
I’m sorry if I’m rude
It’s just I can’t fake gratitude
This the anger I was forced to hold
Fuck what you thought you know
Born to roll right over the edge
I live on Pain Avenue
I have a strange attitude
I’m sorry if I’m rude
It’s just I can’t fake gratitude