Cold sweats are a constant tribute to the hate in those hollow eyes
If I could breathe I'd say that I'm sorry I never gut you with that knife
Face down on the bedside praying "God please help me" he was never there but the devil was always near me
Mother, father, saviour please, please help me
No one was ever fucking there
So I took the fucking beatings bare
Mommy please don't let him hit me again
Watch me beg for my life, if I could go back in time I'd never put down that knife
Yeah, you'll never touch me again you motherfucking 5-0 bible thumping bigot
Go tell the youth how you fucked up my head & beat my face to a pulp & made me wish I was dead
But, there's no time to forget the past, all the times that I had wished my life would end, put in your wrath cause there was always something I could do wrong
A face that's ridden with shame, no one was there for me
I know I'm partly to blame, so beat me, beat me
God, where were you? Cause you were never fucking there for me
Where were you, God? You were never fucking there for me
He beat my face to the floor, while you watched, clawed my skin till it tore
I guess I was just nothing to fight for, & that's never changed my dear maternal whore
Three's company, Mom, Dad, & God, what a ghostly family
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THE beatdown record. modern genres wish they could hit this hard
Tyler has, by far, the most unique vocal style ever on this record, to the point that I have never heard it replicated
The record also has writing elements that I've only heard replicated in deathcore in the last 2 years like subtly slowing down into the breakdown
Heavy story for an a album as well, given that a couple tracks are purely audio samples of riots and public service announcements that really get you into that headspace. MyNameIsRedundant