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| METALSHAVINGS ALTHOUGH I CAN'T DESCRIBE JUST HOW I FEEL INSIDE I HOPE THAT TIMES WILL CHANGE I'M FEELIN' REALLY STRANGE MY HANDS ARE BOUND AND TIED THEY TOOK AWAY MY PRIDE I LAY MY MIND AT REST SO PUT ME TO THE REST -PUNCH THE CLOCK -NO TIME TO TALK - I DO THE WALK OF METALSHAVINGS! AND AS I WALK THE PLANK I FALL INTO THE OCEAN THEY LEFT MY MIND A BLANK MAN-IP-ULATING MY DEVOTION ------------------------------------------------- NOW I'M AT THEIR COMMAND I DON'T DARE TAKE A STAND A HORSE WITHOUT A KNIGHT WHAT THEY SEE WRONG IS RIGHT I STAND IN SAD DEFEAT TO LIVE AND RULE THE STREET SUCCESS WITHIN MY GRASP THEIR HAND'S AN IRON CLASP ESCAPING FROM REALITY A TRIP WITHOUT EMOTION AWAKENED BY SOCIETY FRUSTRATED AND COMMOTION ------------------------------------------------- TAINTED THOUGHTS OF RULE ARE TAUGHT WITHIN OUR SCHOOL ONE DAY A SLAVE IS BORN HIS MASTER HE'LL ADORN HOW DO THEY RECTIFY THE WAY THEY CHEAT & LIE THE CORPORATE GAMES ARE PLAYED OUR LOSING SCORE DISPLAYED POLITICIANS LEADING DOUBLE LIVES LEAVING US TO ONLY FANTASIZE LEGISLATION PASSED TO HOLD US BACK KNOWING ONE DAY THAT WE WILL ATTACK ------------------------------------------------- WHEN THE WORLD BEGAN PANGAEA OVERWHELMED. AND AS THE EARTH VENTURED THROUGH TIME THE SEPARATION OF THE CONTINENTS BEGAN. AND SO WAS IT THE LAND, THE CULTURE, AND THE PEOPLE. ALAS THE FINAL PRODUCT OF MANKIND AND HIS DIVINE INTELLIGENCE HAS SEPARATED ONE MAN FROM ANOTHER CREATING AN ALL POWERFUL SOCIETY RULED BY THE COLOR OF MONEY, THE SMELL OF FEAR, AND DISREGARD FOR THE LITTLE MAN. SHAVINGS OF SHIT ON THE FLOOR NOT EVEN CONSIDERED FOR THE FINAL MOLD. METALSHAVINGS FROM THE BLOCK OF LIFE SEEKING SHELTER UNDER WINGS OF A VULTURE MELTING AWAY IN OUR OWN HUMAN SUBCULTURE LOOKING FOR FREEDOM UNDER ROCKS AND STONES FIGHTING FOR EQUALITY AND BREAKING OUR BONES WE'LL MAKE IT TODAY AS WE HAVE IN THE PAST SO KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE FUTURE AND WATCH US LAST SO OBSERVE... THE NEED... IN OUR SOCIETY... FOR METALSHAVINGS!! THROWN A CURVE IN LIFE A WOUND WITHOUT A KNIFE WE DON'T HAVE A CHOICE A MOUTH WITHOUT A VOICE WE'VE ALL BEEN BRUSHED ASIDE OR MADE TO RUN AND HIDE AND NOW WE CAN'T ESCAPE THE DISREGARD AND HATE WE'RE JUST FILLING A VOID BY BEING PARANOID THRUST INTO THIS WORLD LIKE A HELPLESS LITTLE GIRL MAKE NO TIME FOR ME CAUSE THROUGH MY EYES THEY JUST DON'T SEE NO ONE ESCAPES WHEN FREEDOM FAILS THE BET MEN ROT IN FILTHY JAILS AND THOSE WHO CRIED APPEASE, APPEASE ARE HANGED BY THOSE THEY TRIED TO PLEASE NO PEACE FOR THE LITTLE MAN, ALL WORK AND NO SAY!! FROM THE SONIC VOODOO CD "PIECES OF A STEEL SLAB" A RABID RECORDS RECORDING A MAD DOG MENTAL INSTITUTION PRODUCTION THE METALSHAVINGS EXPERIMENT DURING THE PROJECT: STEEL SLAB Copyright © 1991-2005 Sonic Voodoo All Rights Reserved |
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| From the shavings of life come great ironies in death... |
| Eclipsed only by that which he could not comprehend he feverishly contorted his posture imposter and retreated once again to a place so far away from the truth that it could only be the life he now leads. |
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