Jerry Cantrell
EP • 2001
I feel the fear take hold Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse this gift And hope you'll never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Chalking up my dead friends And loved ones long gone I feel the fear take hold Reside in darkness, thrive where most won't go Adrift, I curse my gift And hope you never know Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Snapping two by fours Punching holes in dry wall Feel like a psychotic break comin' on Thinking 'bout my dead friends Whose voices ring on
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Day break, wind is blowing strong No escape, caught on a reef in the storm Castaway, licking his cracked lips sore Patient, waits, hoping the rats reach the shore... Yeah... Yeah Yesterday, seems a lifetime now Remembering, those he left and how Out in space, laughing at all below Island stage, plays to his thoughts and ego... Yeah... Yeah Dusk fall, fading sun, no fire light Memories amplify his plight Gathering, searching for shelter above Feel the sting, choking on hoarded love... Yeah... Yeah Thin, cold, tired... Castaway
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Homely, thick in mind, never listen Worn, tired, siren drawn, tunnel vision Don't forget this chance only live once Sprung, hypnotized by light, had to get some Get it all She said I forgive you Don't regret our time You've got to move on love Angel eyes Four years and still I dream Agonize Such beauty not since seen Bow down, piper leading, you were one Hungry, took the prize, then you got dumb Don't live out your life like a sad song Sprung, hypnotized by light, had to get some Get it all She said I forgive you You must too or die You've got to let me go Angel eyes Four years and Still I dream Agonize Such beauty not since seen Angel eyes Your face is all I see Agonize Forever haunting me Angel eyes
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 26, 2025
Alabama trailer park they call home Boy standing at attention in the corner his own Terrified, scorpion crawling the wall By the way father could you please beat me some more? Anger rising up inside him yet again Tell me you got a plan Deaf and blind I'm living with the lepers and You want to hold my hand Cold Alaska, hiding, bundled up tight Stretch aluminum foil 'cross the window at night Mother crying, calling out up the stairs By the way father do you even care that I'm scared? Anger rising up inside him yet again Tell me you got a plan Deaf and blind I'm living with the lepers and You want to hold my hand Devil rising up inside him yet again Tell me you got a plan Deaf and blind I'm living with the lepers and You want to hold my hand Generation three, solitary, alone By the way father created hell on my own Anger rising up inside him yet again Tell me you got a plan Deaf and blind I'm living with the lepers and You want to hold my hand
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
There's no out, downside up for good No light, reflection understood Had to try, perversion satisfied Insane... So I indulge the beast awhile When hurting yourself feels right And there's nothing familiar in sight Take the time to pull the weeds choking flowers in your life Or seal your doom Cold transparent blue Locked inside a room In solitude There's no flesh, my own ghost awaits Unclean, defiled, hallucinatory state Lust, sloth, not my only sins It's just how, when it's time, on a degradation trip... Yeah When hurting yourself feels right And there's nothing familiar in sight Take the time to pull the weeds choking flowers in your life Or seal your doom Cold transparent blue Locked inside a room In solitude Insanity takes you So black it's untrue So black it's untrue
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
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