Bring Out Your Dead (Live)

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Strung Out - Rock, Skate Punk

Bring Out Your Dead (Live)

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[Spoken Intro: Jason Cruz] The dead, the soul My head, surrender I feel inside [Speaking: Jason Cruz] Come on! [Verse 1] One brief recollection of all the People in my life that have come and gone One brief, fleeting moment of people I've fucked And people that I have wronged Long lost are loved ones gone But this bird cannot seem to mend its broken wings So the lust for life dissipated And a new greed rises for the needful things [Chorus] Don't wanna think about it I indulge myself Distraction eases pain Bury my emotions to protect myself 'Til I can't feel a fucking thing I've dared to dream, I've tried to live But I've played it safe instead I'm just a slave to my vices now (Bring out your dead!) [Verse 2] Voices wither and crack, then die Singing in my ear gonna sing me soft asleep Deathly silence now is all I hear Has inspiration finally eluded me [Chorus] Don't wanna think about it I indulge myself Distraction eases pain Bury my emotions to protect myself 'Til I can't feel a fucking thing I've dared to dream, I've tried to live But I've played it safe instead I'm just a slave to my vices now [Guitar Solo] [Bridge] My head don't want no more And I don't wanna be It's something you don't wanna know It's something I can see It's all I ever known What you made me do to you My addiction, my illness My only childhood friend My addiction, my illness My only trusted fiend Your twisted, warm embrace Engulfing all I tried to be My body's breaking under arms That will not set me free (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, Bring out your dead) My addiction, my illness My only childhood fiend (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, Bring out your dead) My addiction, my illness My only fucked up friend (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, Bring out your dead) Your twisted, warm embrace Engulfing all I tried not be (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead, Bring out your dead) My body's breaking under arms That will not set me free [Verse 3] Locked in this cage that I've built myself Constructed out, twisted Cold reminders of a life once lost But I've found my way again Here among the wreckage and the vampires I'll play it safe again I'm just a slave to my vices now

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