Sickshine The Mission
Oracle of madness there is only lamentation in my soul
and all my sickness I am cleansed of elation but the
mission is the only purpose I can give a f..ck about I
face the worst case situation thought about that could
ever come between a mind and a blind eye emptiness is
silent as the wind in a dry sky now I'm getting closer
so it matters less to everyone but this battle can
never be won the world is a raped little girl and she
spins and she twirls and she pukes and she hurls and
she cries in the night cause nothing can make it
alright the world is a raped little girl guiltness
eating me alive how can I forget I don't give a f..ck if
I survive I'm a piece of shit tension is climbing up my
back to the base of my skull digging and drilling into
my spine it's pitiful a fixed intolerence of solitude
brings me here frustration breaking my concentration
cant hear myself thinking cause of this stupid
conversation that never stops it's ringing in my ears
it's driving me insane it's bringing me to tears nobody
understands me but everyone claims to they don't
believe that my pains true I sit alone and I stay awake
at night cause I aint gonna be alright and the world
aint gonna be alright always I am suffering and hiding
it from all of you the hate and desolation in my brain
could f..cking swallow you and after all I've seen in my
blindness behind this scene I was shown no kindness by
this subconscious side of my personality that allows me
to hate the f..cking world for what it did to me what it
does to my family my whole tribe is TOO disturbing for
me to even try to describe it's a conspiracy a world
wide industry holding authority with nothing but
hypocracy how can we let this stupidity continue how
much longer can anyone pretend to give a f..ck
