the doors open
bar stocked to the brim
the world is yours
it's time to break a sin
first chord is struck
we all run amock
crowd starts to spin
hopes held within
during the week
you feel so fucking weak
craving for the day to come out and play
9 to 5 trying to survive
in this fucking hell but we're still alive
right from our gut
patches and beer
head banging to thrash
let go of your fears
adrenaline kicks in
insanity takes control
i'm addicted
addicted to thrash
addicted to
addicted to thrash
you can hear the bones break
there is no escape, i guarantee this is all you need
look at yourself, is this all you wanna be?
the media controls what we see
your thoughts complaints and miseries can get so fucking old
if i hear you one more time i'm gonna get in the pit and explode
globalize suicide
i hope it's a fucking lie
globalize suicide
i hope it's a fucking lie
(solo - mcewen)
(solo - bennett)
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