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My Way
02:16
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You're fake ass morality
is the reason for the scabs all over me
You're coordinated wannabe brutality
manifests thru your apathy
You've become death
the destroyer of worlds
or at least you wish
cuz you only move pricks
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2. |
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The earth is shaking
beneath my feet
Can’t feel this frame
It’s hard to breathe
clouds appear
Block of concrete
Bow to its shadow
Turns me into its breed
I can feel its power firmly
Guiding me
Thru the uncertainty
I raise my hands
It is in full control
I can feel it slowly infiltrating me
At least there is will or two
I raise my hands
It’s full in control
Throw Kerosene
on a flame
This is your problem
My new domain
No way
Get me away from this
Don’t share mistakes with me
I won’t fucking follow your way
Ur affirming life
Ur the love of my life
Ur the biggest
I can see my body taking over me
This is uncertainty
Can’t feel myself it's fully possessed
I can feel its power taking every chance
Eradicating me
I do things I will fully regret
Throw Kerosene
on a flame
This is your problem
My new domain
Curls like smoke
Around my knuckles
Bursts like tears
I am fully game
I am fully game
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3. |
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I don't understand the internet
Everybody likes to hear
what people like to cheer
To the void and the dear
fucking circle of smear
Worship treat it like you like to receive it
My values are mine
Make me hear em all the time
I like reading the same again
I like it more than fuckin
I came to earth to indulge in superiority
I predominate your mind like gas and atomic energy
I am the wall between you and your autonomy
I am the one who will mess with your immunity
There is no error I am the uber lehrer
That makes it just fairer as I am the declarer
Don’t fuckin disagree with me
Or I’ll release the beast in me
This is what I like to hear
If you change your mind I fear
What I really need is clear
Gimme more and more to cheer
You fucked up
stop giving me your clearest cut
Of your fucking mind
and fucking let me stay blind
Of roads no hope
Bless the gram and its mode
worship treat it like its the fucking pope
Worship treat it like you like to receive it
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4. |
My Veins In Your Brains
02:46
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I carve my way thru your brain
Feed its strains with my veins
Blind its pain so I’ll drain
Every minute to my gain
Firing flames from the mirror
Engravings straight in your brain
This looks exactly the same
Just like every domain
I poke it's hopeless floss
Fuel my dripping sauce
Wait til its up in flames
Hell now I am the boss
Apply reflective stains
You can be jacking off
To the same domain
I find in each brain
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This is the way to my new domaine
This is the same
Again and again
This is what I call
The new domain
You have nothing to say
Deceived, eternally aweigh
no more fear no more tears
Near your sphere for you today
Beyond ebb and flood
you sink, keep drifting off
No unknown will be shown
Thru the veil of ur phone
You have nothing today
Your strains are my veins
No thrown will be owned
The unknown to the prone
Ride into the abyss
Where the arcane gets u on
This the way to your new domain
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5. |
Get Out Of Me
02:53
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Filling up this empty space with shit that makes you go insane
Roll so high still drenched in sleep this shit makes you forget your name
no gains
take me out
waste your brain
vast discount
figure out
endless spiralling
makes you black out
get out of me
manic custody
I blast fuck you every day
not until you get away
you come begging even more
cuz you're always on all 4s
fuck high tide is never here
cuz there's nothing that makes you steer
far remote from this stream of shit
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6. |
I Smell Shit In Here
03:10
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Not again drained again
Bring me light bring me sight
Useless information paranoia my creation?
find myself drained in stench
Take my sight make me bright
fictitious cooperation peaking human dissociation
not not not not not not not again
I don’t see how you haven’t been shattered yet
Another victim of your fuckin self promoting tête
I smell shit beneath your veil of faux elegance
it was revealed to me thru blunt evidence
I can see you, I can see you
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7. |
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I would like you to enlighten me
How you live so successfully
Riding around on your cute horse
How can u make me a lil less worse
I want to join you on your horse
I fuck it all with my in-build gift
Fuck it all til you twist your glimpse, I’ll insist
Somethings tippin over the edge, this is your only chance
Til I’ll take my horse and spread my slants
Til I see the whole world dance
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8. |
Wayne Kerr
04:07
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Don’t know if this is real
I can’t seem to deal
Can’t feel nor heal
Find comfort actually
Completely absently
I indulge in dim views
Your face get outta my way
Body count body count
No I ain’t got no body count
Body count body count
No I ain’t got no body count
Body count schmotty mount
I perform for the right amount
Bend you knee to a degree
So I can be your humpee (*=The one who humps)
Body count
Don’t mix this up for real
I am made up of steel
Can’t feel nor heal
I Might need to find way
To sleigh my prey
My own damn way
Indulge myself in sympathy
For chaos animosity
There is just no way
Get a fucking life
Do a dive into life
& you’ll survive
Get outta my way
Do a flip
Over the tip off your shadow’s hip
No one made you trip
Gonna rip your
Face and crack that whip
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Donna Haringwey Portugal
Donna Haringwey makes destructive bangers meant to morph your depression into anger and hope. Critically acclaimed as 'sick tracks bro', 'different' and 'kinda like ebm but more punk' Donna's passion for making music has no genre boundaries and is constantly evolving. ... more
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