Текст песни Backland Dirt

The scornful face of saturation,
scorn, and heartless compassion.
A fully synthetic being functioning solely on a drive for acceptance,
appeal, absence of thought, corrupting all I hold dear.
A sharp drive through the heart of my conviction,
my heartfelt compassion.
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Pull this rusty blade, place it in the ground,
buried next to my fallen hopes.
Level my utopia, flood this perfect world
with cover-up and hairspray, diet pills and vomit.
Starve my siblings.
Turn my child against herself