Smothered from Sickness by Burden Of Hatred

I'll sit and wait as somebody will
Tell something important to me
Or I go crazy and free
Narrate myself as we kill
Finding a diamond consider the glass
As always anger I throw out
Again I bury something with stress
That should be makes me happy

[Chorus: My game
With death
Turned into the fun]

[Chorus 2: I smother to blow eyes my demons inside
let go and watch how they kill them all]

I hide it for a long time
Before nobody don't recognize me
Indeed! Our fucking regrets
Should change in us at least something
What you say in no way helps them
They still require relief agony worshiping cure
When they say it's over
One rips them again and takeover

[Chorus]

[Chorus 2]

Delirium we see the best version of us
Considering this life detained hallucination

[Chorus 2]

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• Groove Metal
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