Eightball - Eightball Lyrics
1. Daily Routine
mundane life a bore
never thought of more
chained down
a daily routine
makes me sick
2. Sterile Hands
sterile hands keep you safe
your talk comes east
but you've got to stay clean
3. Weapon
a man sits at his desk, fires off the command
mindless drone opens hangar door
delivers nuclear weapon to foreign land
in a slew of flame a smile grows
brings them to an end
conniving laughter fills the streets
eager for more
silence is absurd
stockpiles will grow
4. The Rope
constricting shadow pricks at the throat
misconstrued reality fosters indecision
the rope gets tighter
and there is no hope
5. Contempt
perpetual regression
out here on our streets
violence is bastards
order
nothing but contempt
6. The Scam
they said the futures in our hands
our progress decimates the land
cheated from the start
i won't take part of this scam
poison gasses fill the sky
born in exhaust
squirm, writhe
7. Plagued
there must be something to set things straight
as stagnant thoughts consume
thinning out fills the void
self doubt self hate
a flush of warmth
eases the paranoia
decrepit brain
regression
plagued
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