The Dillinger Escape Plan
EP • 1997
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I'm paranoid Watching over you Are you looking this way Talking this way So paranoid I hide from you So just stop breathing Delude Veracity Life has no meaning When it's not justified So paranoid Breath Belong Comply
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026
Watered down Letters of hate Creep in on me I've watched that water Drip into mud As charred fingers stab At my eyes No regrets can touch this soul Cause i'm a devil In a three-piece suit That good old green Paint on paper Prostitute For now four walls closing Stabbing at my fate Soon dirt starts staring Down that barrel Turning water into wine It never seemed so sweet Turning faith into blind It never was so easy
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026
Ugly humans round up razorblades Taste steel Cold to the touch Warm to your tongue Cut it out Cut it out To speak evil (To speak evil) Warm to your tongue Cut it out Cut it out Mommy kisses you She'll call you ugly She'll call you an ugly... (She'll call you ugly) Ugly, ugly (ugly, ugly) It's OK We'll just kill It's OK We'll just kill her too She will laugh, wrap those hands Hands will wrap around your neck She will laugh, wrap those hands Hands will wrap around your neck It's OK, we'll just kill It's OK, we'll just kill Her too I've masked myself so long So why have you nursed these tears (these tears) And now it seems so clear The life you gave is broken Broken It's broken
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026
Ravaged skies Rain Did you forget Have you forgotten Liar Did you forget Cause it's not over yet Cheater The digital reads 20to2 And the radio is screaming Static Rather burn you than love you But i won't be fooled Into dreaming of parks That breathe Instead I'll have sweet nightmares of you These days are over I've turned the page And burned the book Charcoal circles Around your eyes No regrets Right!
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026
You laugh Stop laughing I lack in eslf-esteem Too little too late No one will find us here Pointed fingers at painted faces Don't think twice Just point and shriek I bleed under makeup While entertaining the fool You laugh Stop laughing I sleep in corners Come out to play We'll kiss the floor So soft to the touch It makes you Now death hunts I'm the monster in your closet When there is no front door Oh how that sounds so sweet The bat to dumb cranium Angry shadows caress the world Frantic Come out to play Stop laughing Stop laughing Stop laughing Stop laughing Stop laughing Stop laughing
Submitted by Pestilence — Feb 21, 2026
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