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Tinitus/Laryngitus

You people are making me nervous, I don't quite know what to say,
When the noise falls silent, the numbing pitch continues, hums,

the more I open my mouth the less it seems you can hear,
I let you borrow some time but you wont lend me you ear,
a strange hornlike device temps the old man to hear,
but what they say in the world leaves him speechless (with fear),

the frequency will never reach you deaf dumb,

My life seems sonic now, a syncopated, bio-rhythmic, primal scream,

Right.

Listening,
full of shit still cant hear,
Like the new modern twist on regurgitated ideas,
it sounded great at the start but no ones listening,
I see the hardcore poseur forgot the struggle and the streets,
The think they make the scene but the faggot's, Full of shit still can't hear,
Hack, hack, hack you’re all fucking hacks, bend for me,
hard core queen hide in your fucking scene isolate me,
resonate,
I see the grind-core poser in the toilet sucking a dick,
they think they're hip to what’s now but no-ones listening,
I know its hard to believe and maybe I’m not right
but it seems they're growing deaf there hearts are filled with lies,
full of shit still can't hear me.

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