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Welcome to Your Funeral
01. Like We’re Gunna Die
02. I Don't Need This
03. Fed Up
04. Leave the World
05. The Wake
06. Inside Out
07. Light the Way
08. Let Me Go
09. Plastic
10. Dance on My Grave
11. Thunder From the Sky
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Audio scenarios or intimate violence
We all got anger hidden inside us
Fake like you're angels, pretend you're not liars

Your voice inside of my head tends to run its course
Lack of apathy, yes, I know the source
My mentality, thoughts that it supports
Strengthen my dreams and reinforce
I'm insane, but my sanity want a divorce
'Cause the pain's the only feeling that I can endorse
All the things that you do to me with no remorsе
So forgive me if I split when thе road forks

(Yeah) yeah, I'm inside out
(Yeah) yeah, I'm comin' down
Yeah, I'm tired of being your fuck up
Your condescending voice is all I hear inside my head

Every time I feel somebody lookin' inside
I get to losin' my mind, I get to losin' my mind

Cut me open, let me bleed
Let it pool and puddle under me
Such a fool, I wonder what I see
Because nothing is what it seems to be
Livin' feral, but I'd rather live like that than hear you speakin'
It's amazing how you just sit there believin'
Hopefully, you're leavin' and I never hear your voice again
I can only hope I find a better choice of friends

(Yeah) yeah, I'm inside out
(Yeah) yeah, I'm comin' down
Yeah, I'm tired of being your fuck up
Your condescending voice is all I hear inside my head

(Yeah) yeah, I'm inside out
(Yeah) yeah, I'm comin' down
Yeah, I'm tired of being your fuck up
Your condescending voice is all I hear inside my head

(Yeah) yeah, I'm inside out
(Yeah) yeah, I'm comin' down
Yeah, I'm tired of being your fuck up
Your condescending voice is all I hear inside my head