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« on: October 10, 2019, 08:23:11 PM »
Here are my ugly hopeless lyrics that accompany my punk song (Enemy)

A song about being young and trapped in a drugs nightmare and the never ending circle of trying to quit and have a normal life but with the thought of conforming like a sheep to just work, sleep,die not being a great incentive.

 Enemy
                                                 
v1

You hold head in hands
You're in a nightmare and hiding from the man
Then you wait silently
You're watching all the screaming and the agony
The blood runs down the walls
Clinging to life until the bleeding goes
Then they twist you until there's nothing left
They're trying to force the air out just in case you forget

ch

Just like money you can keep it
You can steal it if you want to feel it
Tastes like honey seeping
Running From the enemy
Running From the enemy

v2

If you remember when
The voices sealed the cracks and you believed in them
When the sea breathes and had enough
The story's finally over cos it got too rough
When you feel things are better
There's nothing left to fear and it really doesn't matter
When you know its doomed to fail 
You sit in mental prison running off the rails
                                                 
ch

Just like money you can keep it
You can steal it if you want to feel it
Tastes like honey seeping
Running From the enemy
Running From the enemy
                                               
Bridge

Then like drowned rats they drag you home
Then they shower you with stones
Then the venom starts to foam and your alone       
Alone

v3

Then with the time gone where you messed up
The people that you cared for are in an empty cup
All your love dead and burning off your skin
Then you realise that theres nothing left to win
When the truth hurts and grinds your bones
With nowhere left to go and so they drag you home
When the hunger grabs and no-one understands
You give in to the dollar you hold there in your hand
 
ch

Just like money you can keep it
You can steal it if you want to feel it
Tastes like honey seeping
Running From the enemy
Running From the enemy