Brain Dead Generation

by Squalor

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released November 9, 2016

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Track Name: Brain Dead Generation
I'm fed up with the lack of minds,
How have we survived any trivial times?
We're still racist, homophobic, and sexist,
We've really made big strides.
What's next?
We already excuse hate crimes and rapists.
I can’t, I can't laugh at others expense,
We're just brain dead.
We grow dumb
We're dying young
We've just become
A brain dead generation.
I've been downing paint thinner just to numb myself down.
I've been trying to find and easier way out.
I can't keep thinking,
I'm so tired of thinking,
I'm so tired of seeing the graves we've been digging ourselves.
Humanity has lost,
Evolution has failed.
Track Name: Beat Me
Beat me like a fucking dog.
Hit me like you hit the bottle.
Control your life,
Change your routine.
Shallow impasse,
Living through empty glass.
No shame or innocence.
No cause, just hate.
We are,
The beaten,
The lonely,
The suffering.
Circadian Rhythm
Cascading,
Endless waves of emotion,
Nothing changes,
You can't escape the sterile grip of depression.
It goes for miles and miles.
It's the same damn song and the same damn style.
Yeah I'm beaten and broken,
So why don't you fix me with the words you've misspoken.
Free me
From my
Gravitational tether
Let me float away
I'm leaving
Track Name: Circadian Rhythm
Cascading,
Endless waves of emotion,
Nothing changes,
You can't escape the sterile grip of depression.
It goes for miles and miles.
It's the same damn song and the same damn style.
Yeah I'm beaten and broken,
So why don't you fix me with the words you've misspoken.
Free me
From my
Gravitational tether
Let me float away
I'm leaving
Track Name: Rope Burns
Settling in to someone else's shoes.
So you can tell everyone how I should be handling my life, Maybe you forgot.
It's my problem
It's not your outlet
It's my problem
Not your fucking subject
Hiding behind
Closed doors and open windows
For your comfort
You can drag you knife
Across my stomach
No I will no longer heed to your selfish plea for attention.
Substance abuse
My vice on the cross
Track Name: Failure
I want to see you fail, with every fiber of my being.
Track Name: Frosted Over Coils
We hate just to feel
We live in fear
Just to see what is real
We are the cancer to our bodies
We are all the problems we've been hiding
We collide. Selfishly
We divide. Endlessly
You wanna talk about regrets
Well put a fucking target on my chest
Oh dear god you've forsaken me
Track Name: How I Spent My Winter Existance
We live,
To support who we are.
As strangers we,
Are the reason we fail miserably.
Just give it a week,
I'll forget the way you speak to me,
Just give it a year,
I'll forget how you smile.
We painted our future in black and gray,
So we weren't disappointed in the choices we've made.
We silenced our dreams they're collecting dust,
We've given up.
We used to depend on each other.
I was saved from your spit covered lies.
I was hoping for better times,
But I'm giving up.
We are shattered glass.
No hope, our time has passed.
Someone else's problems I'm not a part of,
I've given up.
I'm giving up.
Track Name: Words / Actions
Catch me falling down.
I'm not letting go,
I've been dreaming of a life without me.
A life not living.
I'm stuck in the same routine,
Scared of living scared of my dreams.
I can't get myself out of bed without dying inside.
I'm not bright,
I'm not our future,
I'm the reason,
We shouldn't exist.
I can't catch up,
To the fleeting feeling of failure.
I can see it now, A life without,
No fear of doubt, no fear of being forgotten.
I'm getting sick to my stomach,
From all of the awful shit that I stomach,
I'm being punished.
We are not the result of the choices we make.
We are just the lies we create wrapped in mistakes.
Track Name: Vile Rhetoric
Gouge out my eyes,
Anything is better than looking at you.
I bet it feels lonely,
Knowing no one cares about who you've become,
Of where you ended up.
So shut the fuck up.
You are dead to me and your scene.
I hope you know that.
Track Name: Spinelss Mess
Cutting along the dotted line.
Licking over the mold.
Doing what I'm told.
Frozen in place.
Why the fuck am I here?
I can't live in disrepair.
Let the blood flow from my veins.
Fuck your selfish, happy, existence.
Where do we go when there's nothing left?
I can't hide.
I can't escape.
Feeling this way,
Makes my bones ache.
Track Name: When Will It Rain Again
I'm a prison to my body,
A prison to grief.
I'm a prison to society,
Afraid to believe.
Creating ways out,
Living in hell,
You can't win unless you kill yourself.
Everything I know is a lie.
Extinguish the sun again.
I'm tired of burning in misery.