Anneurysm

(Verse 1: Slug) ...And when the vein start to pop from the blood Pushed away from the heart Patience, I need more, as my temper becomes tempted To up and down on this seesaw I should escape, I should disappear Its gettin clear, crystal clear I'm in a bad position here I gave you power, gave you control But you had to play the role Reckless with the treasure that you hold There isn't much as unsatisfying As the blind man listening Believing in the one that's lying Hide the crying, tears in the pocket A fool for the interlude that introduced the moshpit Exhausted by the storm, before the calm Holding on to a memory, keeping it warm within my palm Wake up, Time Bomb, the clock is ticking Shot the gift and all you got's a pot to piss in and some wrong decisions And here you are again, emotions in your hand Like your powerless, an innocent victim of circumstance Tell me that it hurts again Tell me that it weighs you down Tell you that you need me And I'll tell you that I hate you now FUCK YOU, you don't know what you need And this is the last time I'll tell you Next time I'm gonna leave I can't watch your destruction I can't trust your judgement I swear to God your better then this I wish you'd quit those drugs, bitch (Slug and Murs) High or low, hot and cold, took the wheel, lost control Good and bad, wrong or right, die to live a longer life Stop and go, in and out, touch and feel, scream and shout Back and forth, up and down, off the course, fuck it now (Chorus: Sung by Slug and Murs: Repeat 2X) I can't sleep now, life keeps me awake (Verse 2: Murs) Now here I stand, the threshold of anger A pathway-- to which I am no stranger Danger lurks the other side, once I cross, I black out And I start to act out, act my age, act my color Act a fool, actin' other then myself (in a way) Quick, to the shelf, and dusted of the AK A war with no reason, America's demon I reside and hide in the beast underneath A inch of flesh and skull, if the brain vein pops Might become a vegetable, so I take the stress in full Pull hard on a cigarette Thinking that an aneurysm might just be a quicker death I flick the Red and keep in step Figure stress to make you blow your brains out From the inside, without the double barrel Blood bubble, eyes narrow Vains bulged from the forehead More trouble than it's worth Grey matter goes red so I pause for my head Two fingers to my temple as the tempo increases Not for peace, but a piece as in cold steel I hold still, clutch... Want to cock back, bust and thrust this pressure from my head Before my brain starts to flush Hush, you hear that? It's the voices that's talking Squalkin, mine can get me stopping, twitchin and itchin To get into some shit then--- (scream) Head spinnin, they winnin, blendin, evil would say It bit in my wheel sendin a chill till I... (Chorus 6X)