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Reality Grip
02:07
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Reality Grip
Do it
I do this shit for my friends and my family
I do this shit for my friends and my family
They are my Reality Grip
I do this shit for my friends and my family
They are my Reality Grip
They are my Reality Grip
REALITY GRIP
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Pools of confusion
Inject into my brain waves.
Pride and Ambition start to fade away.
The Darkness creeps in
to replace my memories.
I look back, at my life
and wonder why my road was paved like this.
Like this.
Why my road was paved like this.
My body and soul don't seem to coexist.
Coexist.
Trying to drag myself out of this limbo.
Confidence of what I had left
thrown out the fucking window.
I might feel dead as fuck.
Not just yet will you be able
to kick, DIRT ON MY GRAVE
x2 Ill keep fighting til my lungs collapse
This disorder has left me crippled and short fused. x2
Depersonalization has taken me hostage
Dissociation has stabbed me in the fucking chest
Death has been trying
to take me out for years
But i refuse to fucking die like the rest.
x2 I refuse to fade away x2
I refuse to fade away
I feel so alone
I refuse to fade away
I gotta fight for my life.
I refuse to fade away
I feel so alone in this cold world
But I refuse to fade away
You gotta fight for your life.
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Standing six feet deep
in my own fucking mind.
Drowning anxiety
waves of fear destroy my reality.
Shattered dreams
turned to dust.
As I watch my reflection in the mirror
turn to rust.
TURN TO RUST
No Soul
No Peace x2
These bitter thoughts have got the best of me.
No Soul.
No Peace.
These bitter thoughts
have got the best of me.
No Soul.
No Peace.
Im starting to lose
everyone thats close to me.
No turning back.
Depression is now my dearest friend.
No fucking turning back.
Til death do us part.
Hiding this illness day after day.
My walls are wearing thin.
These cuts are deep
these will never heal.
And my mind is cold as ice.
I'm paralyzed from my feet to my head.
This shits got me laying on my deathbed. x2
Theres nothing left now
When will I ever get rid
of this inner mind strife.
MIND STRIFE
Mind strife
I cant shake this
I cant break this
I'm barely keeping it sane. x2
Standing six feet deep
in my own fucking mind.
Drowning anxiety
waves of fear destroy my reality.
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The Struggle
02:19
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I've had some bad ideas in head.
Day after day for years.
No where to turn and nothing to lose.
I wanna leave it all behind.
I've had shit in my head
that's been left unsaid.
I've been fighting this urge to sink.
I wanna leave it all behind.
You think you know the struggle?
You think you know hard times?
Well you don't know shit.
And you fucking make sick.
Show my why you struggle.
And I'll show you why you fucking failed.
There ain't no body harder than me.
And this world still cant break me.
Mo fackle.
Take a look into your eyes.
And and tell me what you see.
You see a fake ass bitch.
That don't know shit about me.
Fucking take a step back.
You'll never know a mother fucking thing
about the struggles that overcome.
OVERCOME.
You'll never know a mother fucking thing
about life at all.
FUCK.
The pain that I suffered.
The damage that it's caused.
There ain't nobody harder than me.
And this world just can't break me. x3
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5. |
Reaper feat. Bret Miller
04:34
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Overwhelming twisted thoughts in my head
that never existed.
Finally the time has come to face
my own repercussions.
That mind has been trying to dismiss.
Impending Doom every fucking day and night.
I'm losing my urge to fight. x2
The grim reaper is breathing down my neck.
I'm losing grip on reality.
The grim reaper is breathing down my neck.
Hes trying to catch me slipping
and put me into check.
I need to get a grip on this reality.
The grim reaper is breathing upon my neck.
This ball and chain is intact.
My inner self if forced to adapt.
Force to adapt.
Angst has always been there, waiting
lingering to be released.
Visions of suicide.
Cold sweats begin to inhale my vital force.
Tossing and turning in my death bed
with no remorse.
I knew this day would come.
Irrational fear was embedded in the back of head.
The grim reaper is breathing down my neck.
Hes trying to catch me slipping
and put me into check.
I need to get a grip on this reality.
The grim reaper is breathing upon my neck.
This ball and chain is intact.
My inner self if forced to adapt.
(The face of death has finally found me,
the numbness is setting me.
Searching for the pieces of what was left
What happened to the man I used to be.)
The face of death has finally found me,
the numbness is setting me.
Searching for the pieces of what was left.
What happened to the man I used to be. x2
Swallowed up by reality.
Chewed up and spit the fuck out.
Rest in peace to myself.
I'm my own worst enemy.
YOUR SOUL IS MINE.
My soul is yours. x3
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Reality Grip Kansas
Reality Grip is the culmination of a black hole collapsing and the planet being hit with a meteor. Fight riffs, immeasurably heavy breakdowns, and a wall of sound thick enough to split the planet in half. Reality Grip has only one mission....Arrive, wreck everything, and return still Kings amongst Kings. ... more
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