paroles de chanson F.I.N.E. - Vore Complex

Remember the good days?
No, neither do I
The days when we watched one another cry
Whispering promises made of spit
That meant next to nothing you have to admit

Both fucking individuals
Propped up by sanctioned pills
With bargain-bin integrity and time to kill
Tumbling torn through another dead dream
Kicking the shit out of self-esteem

Now you plague me with your hedonism
Staple back my eyes
Slice in and suck my soul out
And then you act surprised
When I shovel through these cancers
With a sense-rotted spade
Always digging up these dirt dreams as you rain on my parade

I'm sleazy
Soiled up
A Schizoid-wreck
Frenetic
Each synapse gallows-raw
Each severed neuron septic
From your fantasies and fallacies
Your Sadist smile's depravity
Detached in dispassion
Get away from me

The world we wrought is writhing in a tainted black flame
Nothing now could make things
Ever, ever, ever be the same
Systematically degraded
Mutual energy has faded
And I'm left feeling jaded
In the sneering rain

Still you paint your own rope yellow
As if it wouldn't choke
As you suck on down my bottle
And you piss out every hope
Kind words like corpses
Shanked deep in the mire
All things decayed in front of this fire

I'm sleazy
Soiled up
A Schizoid-wreck
Frenetic
Each synapse gallows-raw
Each severed neuron septic
From your fantasies and fallacies
Your Sadist smile's depravity
Detached in dispassion
Get away from me

Our skulls are scabbed with rock salt
But it's cheaper than cocaine
And I'd like to say I'm sorry
But we still play similar games
Both waiting for the moment when the sad sun shines
But it's been switched off for good
We even wrote the warning signs

I'm sleazy
Soiled up
A Schizoid-wreck
Frenetic
Each synapse gallows-raw
Each severed neuron septic
From your fantasies and fallacies
Your Sadist smile's depravity
Detached in dispassion
Get away from me

I'm sleazy
Soiled up
A Schizoid-wreck
Frenetic
Each synapse gallows-raw
Each severed neuron septic
From your fantasies and fallacies
Your Sadist smile's depravity
Detached in dispassion
Get away from me

Remember the good days?
No, neither do I

Remember the good days?
No, neither do I

Remember the good days?
No, neither do I

Remember the good days?
No, neither do I