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Judas
01:57
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You've Become
Everything That You Hate
All for The Sake
Of A Pay Day
And A Shot At The Ring
Fucking Whore
Just A Slave To The Scene
Shoveling Death In Your Veins
Your Vision Blurred By Your Envy
I've Had Enough
What Will It Take For You To See What I see
Want You To Know Right Now
I Hope You Fucking Die
You Self Important Whores
And Your So Called Lives
You're Tearin At My Throat
Your Mouth Is Open Wide
But What Is Crawling To Someone That Has No SPINE!?
I Gave It All Yet You Crawl
Beg For Death Like a Dog
On The Streets
On Your Knees
Like a Viral Disease
If It's A Cleansing You Seek
I Have The Fix That You Need
CHOKE ON THIS FUCKING BLOOD
I GAVE WITH SO MUCH PRIDE
AND WITH MY DYING BREATH
ILL SPIT IT IN YOUR EYES
YOU TRY TO TAKE MY LIFE?
YOU'LL FUCKING FAIL
CUZ YOU CAN NEVER KILL WHAT CAN NOT FUCKING DIE!
There's No Forgiving.
A Life Lost Not Worth Living.
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2. |
Slave City
03:07
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3. |
Better Off Dead
01:48
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you look at me like
a fucking disease you can treat
you're so sure that
there's still good left in me
why can't you see what I see
my hate is real
there's no cure and
there's just no saving me
But every time I turn my head
Youre right there waiting with your hands out
This time you've asked too much
Can't you see I was born to let you down
Better Off Dead
Everyday is the same
Its like a fucking game
I keep my head above ground
Until my time fades
The same game played until i find my way
I'd rather die alone than live my life in shame.
I live my life my own way
No regrets and I know I've made mistakes
Expectations I am meant to fail
but fuck you
who are you
to tell me who i'm meant to be
Consider this an act of war
I Turn my back on your world
And Find my own strength
I am who I am and I'll Do what I can
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Haunted
03:22
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from the moment i wake i am haunted
by the decisions i make
every step that i take
every choice that i make
just another mistake
bullshit accusations
all the fears in your head
but its you who turns on
yourself in the end
so fuck it all
another night
another fight
its just the way that it is
so go on about how i prey on the weak
when i found your lifeless body
layin dead in the streets
i extended my hand
gave you your only friend
brought you back to fucking life
this is the thanks that i get
run your mouth with false promises
and make empty threats
forget your fucking place and take for granted
everything that i gave
Lie to myself Say its only a rut
Keep my head down
And continue to strut Align the ones and zeroes
But they don't add up
Its hard to work the math
With your eyes sewn shut
so fuck it all
another night
another fight
its just the way that it is
so go on about how i prey on the weak
when i found your lifeless body
layin dead in the streets
i extended my hand
gave you your only friend
brought you back to fucking life
this is the thanks that i get
run your mouth with false promises
and make empty threats
forget your fucking place and take for granted
everything that i gave
brick by brick
i built it all
brick by brick
i watch it fall
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Matriarchs Los Angeles, California
After cutting their teeth on the local hardcore scenes of Los Angeles, New York, and Paris, founders Ben Levi and Richard Barthel formed MATRIARCHS on the idea that they could fuse together the visual aesthetic of more thought provoking heavy acts like Tool or Converge with the sonic ferocity and energy of hardcore. Featuring ex-members of well-known bands like Hoods, Ruckus, and The Faceless, ... more
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