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Contributed by frozensuicide on Thursday, 23rd January 2003 @ 08:40:00 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

You don’t feel the pain,
The pain that makes you insane
You’re just an empty soul,
An empty soul…. without control.

Falling down to the depths of earth,
Only you don’t know what its worth,
To take a slice,
Once, or twice.

Holding my own ground,
My life spinning round and round,
You don’t even get the crave,
You don’t know how to behave,

Chorus:
And the addiction where you don’t feel the pain,
The pain that makes you go insane.
You’re just an empty soul,
An empty soul…. without control.

Falling down to the depths of earth,
Only you don’t know what its worth,
To take a slice,
Once, or twice.

Name calling from your voice,
Its all your choice.
To take a stand,
If you need a hand.

Take a hold,
There’s all the gold,
You need to stay alive,
To take a dive.

Chorus:
And the addiction where you don’t feel the pain,
The pain that makes you go insane.
You’re just an empty soul,
An empty soul…. without control.

Falling down to the depths of earth,
Only you don’t know what its worth,
To take a slice,
Once, or twice.
Addiction in your eyes,
In your mind, where it lies.
Holding back,
To make a pact,

That you’ll never die.
That you’ll never die.

Lost yourself all along,
Not knowing what is gone,
So strange you cant feel,
Your world you cannot heal.

Fading to the end of your world,
Taking a turn and a whirl,
Feel your heart burn,
Have to take another turn.

Chorus:
And the addiction where you don’t feel the pain,
The pain that makes you go insane.
You’re just Chorus:
And the addiction where you don’t feel the pain,
The pain that makes you go insane.
You’re just an empty soul,
An empty soul…. without control.

Falling down to the depths of earth,
Only you don’t know what its worth,
To take a slice,
Once, or twice.
an empty soul,
An empty soul…. without control.

Falling down to the depths of earth,
Only you don’t know what its worth,
To take a slice,
Once, or twice.

Why must you live this way,
The way you do day after day?
Not knowing what life will leave you,
Tomorrow’s past will leave you.

Adrenaline of the rush,
Do you feel the crush,
Of the situation,
Without temptation?

Can’t we live forever?
In your only reality of a fantasy forever?
Penetrate your addiction,
With that blade, an adaptation?

Chorus:
And the addiction where you don’t feel the pain,
The pain that makes you go insane.
You’re just Chorus:
And the addiction where you don’t feel the pain,
The pain that makes you go insane.
You’re just an empty soul,
An empty soul…. without control.

Falling down to the depths of earth,
Only you don’t know what its worth,
To take a slice,
Once, or twice.
an empty soul,
An empty soul…. without control. [fades out]

Copyright Â© frozensuicide ... [ 2003-01-23 08:40:00]
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Re: No Title (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 23rd January 2003 @ 07:28:57 PM AEST
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Oooooh I liked this I liked the beat and the rhyme scheme. This is one of your best you've written I think. I think you should call it 'Empty Soul' keep these up and that smile on your face.

Your friend,
Joel

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