[00:00.000] 作曲 : John Campbell/Mark Morton/David Randall Blythe/William Adler
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[00:00.802]Rise to kill the time
[00:03.315]Torrid voices and nepotism
[00:06.033]Lost between the lines in a faulty mechanism
[00:11.571]You can walk away, put yourself what's inside of in someone else
[00:17.013]You all live in a hollow asset
[00:19.229]Deceptive pains in a glowing casket
[00:22.385]A new substance will mask you, the you that's begun to melt
[00:27.755]Infecting the romantic racket
[00:30.228]Another fool lining up to catch it
[00:32.907]
[00:39.359]Rise and kill the time
[00:44.425]
[00:44.817]Falling to the grind
[00:47.220]A pathetic hunt for recognition
[00:50.014]Pay to do the crime in a struggle for position
[00:55.376]Now that you're too afraid to climb out 'cause you never wanna face yourself
[01:00.759]So lay your neck underneath the hatchet
[01:03.361]Another victim of a social habit
[01:06.377]A wide open scab, you chew at the root, perpetuation of wealth
[01:11.756]All your bets in a music racket
[01:14.227]The rates appear if you choose to match it
[01:18.139]
[01:23.351]Rise and kill the time
[01:28.433]
[01:40.124]Parasocial Christ
[01:45.018]Chaotic appetite
[01:50.425]Anxious and short of breath
[01:52.946]Neurotic and bereft
[01:56.101]Parasocial Christ
[02:01.047]
[02:16.791]Rise and kill the time
[02:21.786]
[02:34.106]So make a decision
[02:36.982]Vacate your weapons
[02:39.577]The weight of reaction
[02:42.755]Kill more time
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作曲 : John Campbell/Mark Morton/David Randall Blythe/William Adler
Rise to kill the time
Torrid voices and nepotism
Lost between the lines in a faulty mechanism
You can walk away, put yourself what's inside of in someone else
You all live in a hollow asset
Deceptive pains in a glowing casket
A new substance will mask you, the you that's begun to melt
Infecting the romantic racket
Another fool lining up to catch it
Rise and kill the time
Falling to the grind
A pathetic hunt for recognition
Pay to do the crime in a struggle for position
Now that you're too afraid to climb out 'cause you never wanna face yourself
So lay your neck underneath the hatchet
Another victim of a social habit
A wide open scab, you chew at the root, perpetuation of wealth
All your bets in a music racket
The rates appear if you choose to match it
Rise and kill the time
Parasocial Christ
Chaotic appetite
Anxious and short of breath
Neurotic and bereft
Parasocial Christ
Rise and kill the time
So make a decision
Vacate your weapons
The weight of reaction
Kill more time