Stress Fetish Lyrics

Nothing left to fight Nothing left to kill One thing left to f*ck
Bitter till I die there's a slaughter that's leaning on time
The spiders in my throat A hole is in my sky
I'm dying to f*ck off -- You're pissing in my skull
The last thing that I want is the first thing I need
Septic presence all around me And now you're all a f*ckin' target Vomiting the damaged past Revenge use once and destroy
A f*ckin' disease Voice of unreason lives in me
Crushing the pillars of their lungs Life won't wait
Burning the flesh Smashing the face f*cking it all

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