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segunda-feira, 12 de maio de 2014

Overkill - Elimination





Elimination
Overkill

terminal, what disease 
told me too late 
what's this cough and wheeze 
fatal, you're shittin' me 
a second opinion 
is what I need 
laughin' in a windstorm 
blowin' all the cornstalks down 
cryin' in a funeral home 
forward my mail, six feet underground

elimination

contagious, say why not 
not just me 
waitin' to rot 
painful, yeah I know 
when I had to go 
i'm yankin' on my plug 
and I can't seem to get it loose 
pullin' all the stops 
your ideals change. when you got 
nothing to loose.

elimination 
eliminate the right 
eliminate the wrong 
eliminate the weak 
eliminate the strong 
eliminate your feelings 
eliminate too late 
eliminate the hope 
eliminate, eliminate

if I had just one more day 
i'd turn it all around 
i'd make a play of good, clean livin' 
and dig me out of the ground 
and if I had just one more day 
i'd say it to your face 
pull the plug on everyone 
eliminate this race. 
we want to cure 
and we want it now. 
reissue hope 
we don't eare how 
you're makin' a mess 
diseasin' a nation 
runaway train to elimination

hopeless there's no doubt 
set on a slow burn 
from the inside out 
carefully say what for 
last one out 
closes the coffin door 
spendin' all you saved 
and wishin' for a little more 
if i'm lookin' at the ceilin' 
then I must be layin' on the floor.

terminal, what disease 
told me too late 
what's this cough and wheeze 
fatal... you're shittin' me 
a second opinion 
there's gotta be 
laughin' at the epidemic 
something is going around 
crying at the epidemic 
pullin' on nails, six feet underground.