Title: murder
Subtitle: murder
Artist: Nailbed
Album: Fantasy after necrophilia
Author: jayzon godness
Copyright: jayzon godness
Tabled by: 4:4
Instructions:
Notices:
Tempo: 120 BPM
Tracks: 7
Instruments:
Bars: 69

Lyric

More than a feeling,
Sitting on an instinct,
Breaking out fast,
No time to think if it's live -
Is it living in my own mind
Forced to the ground
When I bring it on down,
It's a farce,
It's unsurpassed,
Too young to be political,
Too old to care,
What's next?
To be taken out of context,
Fooled into sellout -
Making me shout lies,
About compromise,
Forced, inhibited, unresolute
Don't shoot!
Just prostitute,
With that in mind,
Don't waste my time.

Make the whole thing mandatory,
Take the whole thing, cut it in two,
Make the whole thing mandatory,
Take the whole thing, cut it in two,

Vendetta?
Don't know the meaning of the word,
And the word in blind in the adult mind,
Make haste!
Take sanctuary!
More than a minute in history
It's mine - frozen in time
With a fake fatalism running out in the middle,
It's a crime,
It's bottom line
End of an era,
The beginning of the year
Of blackout international,
Unconditional
In my attitude,
Make no mistake,
We've come to fuck you over.

Right time for double standards,
Getting stabbed in the back
If you look back,
Criminal minds, criminals want to find
When our eyes are shut,
The right place and time to rob you blind,
Don't say a word 'cos
We'll use it against you
And you won't have a thing to defend.

Time to rethink, reactivate,
Locate subvert and terminate,
Insane - but experts with it,
Don't have to prove a point 'cos we live it,
Altered state - the mandate,
The rules of the game do not apply,
Just go ahead and lie
To one another
But don't forget...
We're here to fuck you over.