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alias (anticon.) - final act lyrics

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[hook]
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving

[verse 1]
all eyes on me, performing in irony
in more ways than one, mouth move when it shouldn’t
i’ll do my shuffle for the acceptance of those
who think my mouth should stay closed
i tried but it couldn’t possibly be soft spoken
imagine me speaking to you with a message you haven’t heard in six years
battered and beaten by those retreating when i break from the norm
i perform differently than my peers
i backing up my eyes to hide the surprise
the hurt of rejection infectious since i learned
the oneness of speech reach to the ones who surround
this time i need a resistance and kick when i’m down
clutching at my inside, screaming at the top of my lungs
they step on my fingers as i crash the ones of my life
laughing at the off+the+wall performance i.e. my agony
dragging me down to where i stoop from them
a giant surrounded by dwarves in a circle
but i’m far from my people yet my head spins
and i’m choking on wood and phlegm, until it’s something called silence
that i refuse to give up for my performance
gaining in glares and disrespect from the others
and now it’s k!lling me literally
because i fell in the routine of my brothers, from henceforth
this’ll never happen again, i [?]
to see the evil never ends
[bridge]
realizing the consequences of my actions
my blood stains on the ground spell out disgrace
my time for my set has been cut to a fraction
as i ride the [?] underground, i see a grin on every face
realizing the consequences of my actions
my blood stains on the ground spell out disgrace
my time for my set has been cut to a fraction
as i ride the [?] underground, i see a grin on every face

[hook]
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving

[verse 2]
what is it exactly you’re laughing at, i’m dying here
not lying, wishing i could express how i feel
this is my worst performance ever it appears
a healthy helping of remorse shall be my last meal
i see acceptance bears a heavy burden
for me it’s all for nothing, i refuse to make a noise to them
they never understood me before
now i’m here on the floor realizing i conformed to be condemned
i’m savoring my moment of a cross+pause?
if i was standing, i would take a bow, wave and dry
but instead i’m searching for a savior
and going back and forth in my head if i would break my silence or die
i have [?] in my hand but on the other
this should be the final act, i should go for broke
or should i? why would i when i’ve dismissed the audience
and always viewed their opinion as nothing but a joke
this is why the situation, my suit is ruined and i’m losing their attention
what’s my motivation?
silence is golden so the saying goes
and my life slips away as my ego receives inflation
[bridge]
realizing the consequences of my actions
my blood stains on the ground spell out disgrace
my time for my set has been cut to a fraction
as i ride the [?] underground, i see a grin on every face
realizing the consequences of my actions
my blood stains on the ground spell out disgrace
my time for my set has been cut to a fraction
as i ride the [?] underground, i see a grin on every face

[hook]
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving

[verse 3]
the curtain dropping, vision blurred, absurd
to move my mouth, i’ve never had a turn+out such as this
i’ve used my last bit of strength to roll over
and cover the disgrace on the ground that i need them to miss
i’m a starving artist, stuffed with attention
that i paid the price for, i refuse to discussion my salary with you
i changed for you, now i’m expecting some spare change from you
[hook]
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving
slipping, watching, talking, leaving



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