Album: Diatribes (1996)
Played out, wide off the mark,
Mania develops,
Akin ti fiction,
More than to a world of fact.
[Chorus:]
My own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
Lifes foul treachery.
My own worst enemy.
Dams of emotions build
A dull & trubid screen,
Clouding veils of black
In jungles of hopes opressed.
[Chorus]
So many times,
For no reason.
So many promised punches,
For what reason?
Ceaseless decay,
Parallel obscene & flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
Restrained my mind coils.
So many times,
For no reason.
So many promised punches,
For what reason?
Ceaseless decay,
Parallel obscene & flagrant.
Ceaseless decay,
Restrained my mind coils.
Played out, wide off the mark,
Mania develops,
Akin to fiction,
More than to a world of fact.
My own worst enemy.
My own worst enemy.
Life foul treachery
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