3 Quarters Dead - Oblivion Тексты

Sick of this. I'm not down with this
I can't deal with this motherfucking shit
Adhere to a world of disaster
Clenching fist, now I'm really pissed
You can't deal with this? Who would have guessed?
That fear would surround me with laughter

You think that I'm the one?
I'm only a deadbeat son
Cant hear this? I deny you
I have become oblivion
Kill everything

Holy shit, fell down in the pit
Face down in the shit. Can I still repent?
I made my world a disaster
Heretic, too much grime and grit
I can't deal with this motherfucking shit
My world is spiraling faster

You think that I'm the one?
I'm only a deadbeat son
Cant hear this? I deny you
I have become oblivion
Kill everything

Oblivion kill me
Oblivion kill me
Oblivion kill me
Oblivion kill me

This new disease, a cursed and horrid plague
It exist within you, and we all must be saved
But its too late, our hearts have all decayed
As we await oblivion

Kill everything

Oh my oblivion, come take me away
Oh my oblivion, come take me away
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