Somatically Incorrect Lyrics - Whitechapel

Review The Song (0)



There are no bonds between a mastermind of Armageddon
And the ones who vomit forth their fabrication
Of a life that is blinded by lies
Funny how it all works out
This is my chance to control
You're lying on the shards talking to yourself
Your innards exposed
Laughing uncontrollably, crushing your anatomy
Delusional psychosis has its grip on me
I just cant fucking wait
I have the upper hand to do whatever I please
I'm in love with the fact that you're looking at me
While you take your last gasp of air
Crawl back into your comforting hole
Keep promising yourself that salvation will come
I really don't think you know the life that you could have
sponsored links
Just keep thinking everything will be all right
Keep thinking you can hide from destiny
I'll keep haunting every move you make
Let me inside your mind
I prefer you to defend yourself
Schizophrenia interrupts the scene of attention
Let's see how long this will last
It's normal to dismember, it's normal to contain no regrets
For what I have caused and the dramatic effect
My vision's spinning my nose is bleeding
Everything is slowly distorting
This is somatically incorrect
Through hell you will walk to even get the slightest moment of peace
You haven't even gotten anything close to what you deserve
It's set in stone and putrefaction will be my oxygen
Recite your pledge to death and don't forget to die
Choke on the false hope






Click here to submit the Corrections of Somatically Incorrect Lyrics

The following area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of Somatically Incorrect Lyrics.
Your Name:
(Important: Your name will be published if you input it)

Review for Somatically Incorrect Lyrics
------ Performed by Whitechapel

Please enter a title for your review:

------ 08/22/2014

Type your review in the space below: