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something's cursed - societal lobotomy كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
crawl awake with a broken feeling
a rusty knife and an open ceiling
pray to god for a full night’s rest with a backtrack stab to the back and a beating
suicide in a lakeside resort
cyanide with the doctor’s report
tell the nurse i’m a dead, dead man but the smile she wears says she’s heard it all before
then dragged by the neck in the wave pool
all the kids think that drowning’s way cool
a bit of bias might go to my head but it’ll be no use to me when i’m dead
sing another song for thе broken
try to scream along for the opеn
and by that i don’t mean the open_hearted, i mean the disemboweled orphans

[chorus]
everyone’s okay, it’s my holiday
make the best, i say we run, or we run, or we run
what’s the letter say, extended by ten days
imply a mental break
we run, or we run, or we run
i don’t feel a thing, only medicine
in a foggy high i run, oh i run, oh i run
sterile memories, stale amphetamines
make the best of me and run, baby run, oh you run

[verse]
fall awake with a breaking sorrow
sweet release planned for the morrow
on a fading night when we all fall victim to a self observant right to be followed
broken nose for a tv remote
dial tone on your one phone call home
tell the nurse i’m a dead, dead man but the frown she wears says she has no backbone
on the subject of my own failings
i’d like to blame my lack of training
for the sh_t they put us through i think i might be entitled to some compensation
sing another song for the broken
try to scream along for the open
and by that i don’t mean the open hearted, i mean the disemboweled orphans
[chorus]
everyone’s okay, it’s my holiday
make the best, i say we run, or we run, or we run
what’s the letter say, extended by ten days
imply a mental break
we run, or we run, or we run
i don’t feel a thing, only medicine
in a foggy high i run, oh i run, oh i run
sterile memories, stale amphetamines
make the best of me and run, baby run, oh you run

[outro]
from the hospital back to the sirens
from the graveyard to the fatal violence
a symptom of societal lobotomy
a feeling like a fading apathy
well i’d run, well i’d run, well i’d run

- somethings cursed

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