Decay - Flipside

Decay - Flipside

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Got OCD dicipline, and I'm strictly disordered,
got time left just enough to get my business in order.
Say goodbye to none and walk through the door with a smile,
lucky 'nuff to know that I'm not going to leave you alive.
I aint gonna lie, we all gonna die sooner or later,
you got deranged and I got precise funeral arrangements.
You cannot change it, my heart is still beating and throbbing,
you cannot breathe due to my arm when it's clean through your body.
I can develop and kick a habit in an hour,
smoke haze for days and raise praise, but louder.
Change ways and stray days in strange places,
fake faith and wake later to same phrases.
Be best friends forever exchange braces,
brake space, go to jail and change places.
Exhale patience, not yet ready for calm,
afraid waiting makes us frail and I'm sick of it all.

Back down brother while I lead the blind
and if both fall, both shall die.
Guess I'll catch you on the flipside,
while I erase our time,
and we'll both be in denial, in our minds. x2

I can see confusion in the lives of others,
find the pointlessness of being, see the struggle in a fighting brother.
Always reminded it's hard to feel love for one another,
we walk alone and now darkness unfolds like album covers.
I don't know have I gone to far,
why do painted devils appear on the hallway wall?
Guess it depends on how hard you fall,
the fog is thick, and I can't see the stars at all.
The hopes and thoughts of old are fading with doubt,
I've been here before but now the circle is straightening out.
Watch your back always friend, there's a snake in your house,
the thing is sleeping so there's no point in waking it now.
I take it upon my shoulders and gently take it out,
so I can crush it's fucking head like I'm breaking it down.
The pain I feel I recognize 'cause I felt it before,
walls are closing in, I'm not strong, not anymore.

Back down brother.. x2

You must walk now, find your will to keep believing,
cross the paths of reason for a deeper meaning.
When the last one amongst us turn, and heed to evil,
know that feed of people is a nasty way to free your demons.
City lights won't guide you son,
you can't hide, nor run, 'til your grind is done.
Then in the end when your time is gone,
finally get it now? There's never a surviving one.
Are the days getting shorter or can't I sleep?
I cannot eat, breathe, haven't left the flat for weeks.
Street lights won't make you safe,
and they won't lead you right way to escape your fate.
If the world taught me anything it's, hold your own,
what's made impossible in your corner where soldiers grow.
It's an overdose, and I concur,
might be way up now, but soon get back to earth.

Back down brother.. x2