Lyrics
Fade to Black
Life it seems to fade away
Drifting further everyday
Getting lost within myself
Nothing matters, no one else
I have lost the will to live
Simply nothing more to give
There is nothing more for me
Need the end to set me free
Things not what they used to be
Missing one inside of me
Deathly loss this can’t be real
I cannot stand this hell I feel
Emptiness is filling me
To the point of agony
Growing darkness taking dawn
I was me, but now he’s gone
No one but me can save myself, but it’s too late
Now I can’t think, think why I should even try
Yesterday seems as though it never existed
Death greets me warm, now I will just say goodbye
Paranoid
Finished with my woman ’cause she couldn’t help me with my mind
People think I’m insane because I am frowning all the time
All day long I think of things but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I’ll lose my mind if I don’t find something to pacify
Can you help me, occupy my brain?
I need someone to show me the things in life that I can’t find
I can’t see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind
Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal
And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it’s too late
The Heretic Anthem
I’m a popstar threat and I’m not dead yet
Got a super dred bet with an angel drug head
Like a deadbeat winner, I want to be a sinner
An idolized bang for the industry killer
A hideous man that you don’t understand
Throw a suicide party and I’m guaranteed to fucking snap
I’m supersonic, its pornoholic
Breakdowns, obscenities, its all I want to be
If you’re 555, then I’m 666
If you’re 555, I’m 666
If you’re 555, then I’m 666
What’s it like to be a heretic?
If you’re 555, I’m 666
What’s it like to be a heretic?
Everybody’s so infatuated
Everybody’s so completely sure of what we are
Everybody defamates from miles away
But face to face they haven’t got a thing to say
I bleed for this and I bleed for you
Still you look at my face like I’m somebody new
Toy, nobody wants anything I’ve got
Which is fine, because you’re made of everything I’m not!
If you’re 555, then I’m 666
If you’re 555, I’m 666
If you’re 555, then I’m 666
What’s it like to be a heretic?
If you’re 555, I’m 666
What’s it like to be a heretic?
Thirty seconds, sixteen, eight, four, lemme tell you why
I haven’t the slightest, I’m teaching your brightest
They’re listening, clamoring
All the money in the world can’t buy me
Go ahead, lie to me
Tell me again how you’re tortured
I want to know how you fallowed your orders so well
You’re full of shit, you had a dream, but this ain’t it
If you’re 555, then I’m 666
If you’re 555, I’m 666
If you’re 555, then I’m 666
If you’re 555, I’m 666
Waiting Around to Die
Sometimes I don’t know where
This dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I don’t know the reason why
So I guess I’ll keep gambling
Lots of booze and lots of rambling
Well, it’s easier than just waiting around to die
Well, one time, friends
I had a ma, I even had a pa
He beat her with a belt once ’cause she cried
She told him to take care of me
She headed down to Tennessee
Well, it’s easier than just waiting around to die
Then I became of age
And I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar
She cleaned me out and she hit it on the sly
Well, I tried to kill the pain
I bought some wine, I hopped a train
Well, it was easier than just waiting around to die
Then a friend said he knew
Where some easy money was
We robbed a man and brother, did we fly
But the posse caught up with me
And dragged me back to Muskogee
And now it’s two long years, just waiting around to die
Now I’m out of prison
And I got me a friend at last
And he don’t steal or cheat or drink or lie
Well, his name is Codeine
And he’s the nicest thing I’ve seen
And together, we’re gonna wait around to die
My Clementine
Little girl, little girl, don’t lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
We’ll shiver the whole night through
My daddy was a railroad man
Killed a mile and a half from here
His head was found in the driver’s wheel
His body was never found
In the pines, in the pines, where the sun never shines
We’ll shiver the whole night through
You’ve caused me to weep
You’ve caused me to mourn
You’ve caused me to lose my home
Little girl, little girl, where’d you sleep last night?
Not even your mother knows
In the pines, in the pines where the sun never shines
We’ll shiver when the cold winds blow
Skinnyman
My little girl, my little girl
My little girl, where are you?
My fucked up world, My fucked up world
My fucked up world destroyed you
Day after day, day after day
I get it now, I just go on without you
Twisted inside, six miles high
I rehearse how to say goodbye to you
Skinnyman
Turned into a monster
I’m a motherfucker
Wrap it up tight, wrap it up tight
Emotions are distorted
It’s no surprise, nothing alive
All hope has been aborted
Day after day, day after day
I get it now, I just go on without you
Twisted inside, six miles high
I rehearse how to say goodbye to you
Skinnyman
Turned into a monster
I’m a motherfucker
Inside I’m dead
All used up
God damn I miss her
As my skin turns yellow
I forget this hell
As the skies are bruised
And the rain comes down
As my face turns pale
Try to deal with these thoughts
At the end of it all
I still miss you
Hate Worldwide
I stab you right between the eyes
You awaken from the lies
I said it ever since the inception
Where the masters of deception
I’m a godless heretic
Not a god-fearing lunatic
That’s why it’s become my obsession
To treat God like an infection
My scars insane, my life profane
I deny, defy, and spread a little hate, worldwide!
Like a storm that devastates
Religious power instigate
Take religion to my confession
There is no filter on my aggression
With a blister open wide
To keep the massacre alive
I got cold devastation
With my moral imperfection
My scars insane, my life profane
I deny, defy, and spread a little hate, worldwide!
Repair
I don’t feel any shame, I won’t apologize
When there ain’t nowhere you can go
Running away from pain when you’ve been victimized
Tales from another broken home
Beyond
Everyone’s so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradle to the grave
We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of suburbia