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Peak #1,532
Peak in subgenre #62
Author
Street Rat
Uploaded
November 14, 2003
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Lyrics
“Enter a realm of demons and leave them spitting semen while your dreaming of an opposite world where your sitting on the ceiling, no sense of feeling as you lost all healing as your hearing what’s behind closed doors!”
Im sitting by the door with a glass to the wall on the edge of the hall as you hear some next man fall, glasses break, a lassie wakes, a scream disturbed by a man who harasses dates! So sick there’s a man that tapes the rape, so sick that you could be next door with no taste of hate, u feel your room shake but yet ignore, your used to it but this girl ain’t no whore, blare your music as you paint the doors, keep to yourself, as the girls held down by claws, men drooling over her as she lays on the floor, scared of the sight as he opens his draws, there’s no escape as she suffers the pain, no gain, cause her head a permanent stain, no game, blood rushing through her veins, while the men go after each other, again and again! Yet u hear, u still can’t react, as you’re an empty soul with no impact, just put there to listen as the girls compact in to one tiny room, with men thinking she has two wombs
You never know where violence is waiting, never know when someone’s interrogating, the place is shaking and your eyes ain’t waking to realise how most people are faking there life’s behind closed doors x2
A boy hiding behind his headphones, not listening to speeches, his happiness sucked out by human leeches, his aims are so high that he reaches out for the sky, still too far but all he wants is love, but instead he gets a shove back down so he looks like a clown, once a smile but now a frown, no one notices how much time he has left as he wants to un-wind, un-do his mistakes before his mind breaks, he gets messed about that he turns in doubt, wants to keep his mouth shut so his thoughts don’t come out, likes a girl but has no bottle, feared of rejection, turns his mind to a lethal injection, wants to stop liking as it gives hurt in his midsection, close to his heart as his life falls apart, every time he sees her there’s a sharp pain putting him to shame, she don’t understand and he knows she can’t as he has loved once and feared it ever since, to make him fall all he needs is the same glimpse, does he love her? He needs to think…
“Enter a realm of demons and leave them spitting semen while your dreaming of an opposite world where your sitting on the ceiling, no sense of feeling as you lost all healing as your hearing what’s behind closed doors!”
One woman, one man, that’s where it all began, but complications in new creations of new borns were made as it wasn’t a relation of the husband as his wife gave in to temptations, which created frustration, clenched fists made clothes drenched of blood, the woman was lieing, but then it all came out, the woman was crying, and it turned in to a bout, she was helpless, it needed to stop, where the fuck is the cop when you need them? It’s always a flop, his mind went blank, again he had drank too much, knowing shes been riding another mans crotch, he didn’t want to hurt her, but he went to far, the woman is dead, and he’s now behind bars, people who are nosey, never get involved, those who run in, make the problem solved, 1 extra person living, and another a hero, if you get involved when you don’t know them, your on ground zero
You never know where violence is waiting, never know when someone’s interrogating, the place is shaking and your eyes ain’t waking to realise how most people are faking there life’s behind closed doors x2
