Lyrics ctrl+alt+del - Belak
Fucked
it
up
I
cant
ctrl+alt+delete
that
Build
it
up
Like
a
time
machine
could
repeat
that
Fell
in
love
Space
and
time
collided
And
we
crashed
Bottle
it
up
Till
it
cracks
Due
to
heat
stress
There
he
goes
One
of
God's
own
prototypes
A
high
powered
mutant
of
some
kind
Never
even
considered
for
mass
production
(belak)
Theres
something
about
it
I
dont
have
a
grip
on
myself
and
i
lose
hope
Think
that
im
catching
up,
but
im
too
slow
Its
eating
me
alive
like
a
black
hole
Give
a
fuck
about
it
I
dont
have
a
grip
on
myself
and
i
lose
hope
Think
that
im
catching
up,
but
im
too
slow
Its
eating
me
alive
like
a
black
hole
Theres
something
about
it
I
dont
have
a
grip
on
myself
and
i
lose
hope
Think
that
im
catching
up,
but
im
too
slow
Its
eating
me
alive
like
a
black
hole
Give
a
fuck
about
it
I
dont
have
a
grip
on
myself
and
i
lose
hope
Think
that
im
catching
up,
but
im
too
slow
Its
eating
me
alive
like
a
black
hole
And
i
need
a
fucking
minute
to
myself
Just
to
sit
here
and
breathe
The
sound
circles
round
me
When
i
break
it
down
Its
just
like
a
disease
The
absolute
weight
of
the
glass
doesnt
matter
It
depends
on
how
long
I
hold
onto
it
If
i
hold
it
for
a
minute,
nothing
happens
If
i
hold
it
for
an
hour,
my
arm
will
begin
to
ache
If
i
hold
it
all
day
long,
my
arm
will
feel
numb
and
paralyzed
Oh,
the
weight
of
the
glass
hasnt
changed
But
the
longer
i
hold
onto
it
the
heavier
it
becomes
The-
1 anxiety relief exercise
2 heatstrokes
3 neverlove
4 optic nerve
5 ctrl+alt+del
6 tapestry
7 lightningblade
8 skin on fire
9 don't look up
10 unimpressed
11 suicide
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