Lyrics My Own Worst Enemy - Napalm Death
Played
out,
wide
off
the
mark,
Mania
develops,
Akin
ti
fiction,
More
than
to
a
world
of
fact.
(Chorus:)
My
own
worst
enemy.
My
own
worst
enemy.
Lifes
foul
treachery.
My
own
worst
enemy.
Dams
of
emotions
build
A
dull
and
trubid
screen,
Clouding
veils
of
black
In
jungles
of
hopes
opressed.
(Chorus)
So
many
times,
For
no
reason.
So
many
promised
punches,
For
what
reason?
Ceaseless
decay,
Parallel
obscene
and
flagrant.
Ceaseless
decay,
Restrained
my
mind
coils.
So
many
times,
For
no
reason.
So
many
promised
punches,
For
what
reason?
Ceaseless
decay,
Parallel
obscene
and
flagrant.
Ceaseless
decay,
Restrained
my
mind
coils.
Played
out,
wide
off
the
mark,
Mania
develops,
Akin
to
fiction,
More
than
to
a
world
of
fact.
My
own
worst
enemy.
My
own
worst
enemy.
Life
foul
treachery
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