Grind
In the darkest hole you'd be well advised Not to plan my funeral before the body dies, yeah Come the morning light it's a see through show What you may have heard and what you think you know, yeah Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth don't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside Sure to play a part so you love the game And in truth your lies become one and same, yeah I could set you free, rather hear the sound Of your body breaking as I take you down, yeah Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth don't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside In the darkest hole you'd be well advised Not to plan my funeral before the body dies, yeah Let the sun never blind your eyes Let me sleep so my teeth don't grind Hear a sound from a voice inside
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Aaah! Aaah! Aaah! Aaah! I believe them bones are me Some say we're born into the grave I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile of them bones Aaah! Aaah! Aaaaaaaaah! Dust rise right on over my time Empty fossil of the new scene I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile of them bones Toll due bad dream come true I lie dead gone under red sky I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile of them... I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile of them... I feel so alone, gonna end up a Big ole pile of them bones
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
We chase misprinted lies We face the path of time And yet I fight And yet I fight This battle all alone No one to cry to No place to call home Oooh...Oooh... Oooh...Oooh... My gift of self is raped My privacy is raked And yet I find And yet I find Repeating in my head If I can't be my own I'd feel better dead Oooh...Oooh... Oooh...Oooh...
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 05, 2026
I tried to love you I thought I could I tried to own you I thought I would I want to peel the skin from your face Before the real you lays to waste You told me I'm the only one Sweet little angel you should have run Lying, crying, dying to leave Innocence creates my hell Cheating myself still you know more It would be so easy with a whore Try to understand me little girl My twisted passion to be your world Lost inside my sick head I live for you but I'm not alive Take my hand before I kill Still love you, I still burn Love, hate, love
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025