"Don't wanna know your brother's name
Don't wanna know your sister's face
Don't wanna know your mother's age
Don't wanna know your father's wage
Don't wanna know your former friends
Don't wanna know your secret thoughts
Don't wanna know the drug you're on
Just wanna know why...
Don't wanna know the master plan
Don't wanna know the hours spent
Don't wanna know who wins the war
Don't wanna know whatever no more
Don't wanna see the sun today
Don't wanna see the masses pray
Don't wanna see the children play
Just wanna see:
Why... do I... hate... you?
Don't wanna hear no tragedy
Don't wanna hear the things you see
Don't wanna hear no wedding "bells"
Don't wanna hear no "dying dance"
Don't wanna feel a warming breeze
Don't wanna feel you touching me
Don't wanna feel like I'm on trial
I wanna feel I know:
Why... do I... hate... you?"
Coroner - Status: Still Thinking
"Oppression, weighs a ton
Depression, stains in black
Regression, the way things run
Aggression, my last resort
Love never crossed my way
Care, not even for myself
Peace means to reload a gun
Rest, I won't before I die
Nails in my brain, all that's left ... just
GRIN!
Grin 'til I lose
Until I lose
Until I lose myself
Adrenalin, a legal drug
Anger corrodes my heart
Boredom, nitroglycerine
Violence, primal fear
Nails in my brain, nails hurt
Religion, violent innocence, guilt, panic.
Exposed to all - A false reality,
Look all through society:
More locks than keys
Nails in my brain, all that's left just
GRIN!
Grin 'til I lose
Until I lose
Until I lose myself"
Coroner - Grin (Nails Hurt)
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