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Searching to presence of mind
the volume for kicks
inflicting true pain, the rain
looking for my fix
poetic hate, fate
my music to life
grinding machine, stream
the point of knife
artform of butchers, eve of the
the power is for the night
and power true to the form
we're partying through to the
taking for fools, ignoring the
what's right in our hearts
searching for truth, our youth
intensity right the start
hyping our cause, writing our
they told me the good times were
in their face, such a disgrace
I guess it was the to move on
eyes the sign of the wise
something I'm for fun
can't why I've got to try
there's no way I'm gonna run
playing it fast, just the past
all just a part of my style
you'll never what makes us go
I I'll be hanging a while