Marty Friedman
Album • 2014
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
I'm always ready, let's get busy, burn it down to the ground I hate when somebody tells me to stop moving and sit down You best believe I'm hyperactive, I'm-a paint the town You're gonna see my fave everywhere And it's gonna drive you crazy I warned you time and time again I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) You gotta know... No time for waiting, if I do I feel I'm wasting away Too much to do, too many thoughts, I think I'm going insane Go in go out, go in go out, there's a split in my brain You're gonna see my fave everywhere And it's gonna drive you crazy I warned you time and time again I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) I can't relax (I can't, I won't, I don't) You gotta know... I don't even care, I like to think I got a handle on it But it never bends and I can't shake what's going on inside me Never stopping, never standing still, it just continues on and on Against my better judgement, yeah it's got a mind of its own If you think that you can chain me down you don't know what's coming Bottle me up and watch the fireworks go I don't sleep so when you nappin' you wake up to me just blastin' Ask to relax, you know it can't happen - oh yeah! I'm about to burst, I swear to God, let's burn this down to the ground I can't relax, I can't relax, I'm gonna take the bait, I can't relax You gotta know
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
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Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
Determination against all odds The deck is stacked by the ones holding the cards A rigged game we're all made to play Refuse the system, drop out of the race (Pre-Chorus) It's time to set it off right now The only way is to burn it down Stop? No, we cannot be stopped We are a force unimaginable No return, the lines are drawn Take your stand against the ones deemed infallible (Chorus) Sweat dripping from brows The breaking of backs Gears grind endlessly to keep the machine intact Preparing the feast for the sociopaths Crushed beneath the heavy weight of the world Reality has become a nightmare Cast off these chains Free yourself from the clutches of psychological warfare (Pre-Chorus) It's time to set it off right now The only way is to burn it down Stop? No, we cannot be stopped We are a force unimaginable No return, the lines are drawn Take your stand against the ones deemed infallible (Chorus) Sweat dripping from brows The breaking of backs Gears grind endlessly to keep the machine intact Preparing the feast for the sociopaths And when you've taken all there is to give Will you still be wanting more? Wanting more, will you still be wanting more? Our society is running on empty The parasites have bled us dry Cut off their blood supply ALL RIGHT! Gears grinding endlessly to keep the machine intact Shut it down! Shut it down! (Chorus) Sweat dripping from brows The breaking of backs Gears grind endlessly to keep the machine intact Preparing the feast for the sociopaths
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025
Moonlight, possessed, shape-shift at night Through trance, one breath, a howling sign Goin' out, coming down now are ya? Getting wasted on my brew (my brew) Just don't tell me what the hell you're gonna do (gonna do) Did you bring, bring your own booze Are you done, are you gone for the day? (break it down) Forgot to check your shit again (yeah yeah yeah) I run with wolves Say what again, what do you mean? Lycanthrope at night Where did you go, where have I been? I run with wolves Just so you know, that's a no Lycanthrope at night I don't care, BYOB and fuckin' leave I run with wolves It's a cereberus cry in the nighttime A distant howl, a chill runs through your mind Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, no words to speak Succumb now, join the pack or feel its teeth (And through the screams you can hear the pack's growl) So sick and tired of your language I cannot speak (can't speak) Just L-O-L your ass back home (yeah!) Blood...sect...old...soul At night I run with wolves Lycanthrope at night Say what again, what do you mean? Where did you go, where have I been? Just so you know, that's a no I don't care, BYOB and fuckin' leave
Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 26, 2025
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
This track is instrumental.
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