1. Born
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This song is about being born into drugs and seeking help.

Copyright © 2021 2 Screws Loose


Born on cement, raised on revenge, deviant from the absolute
Absence of pain, regardless of faith, chaos create at your expense

You are the sweetest disease in me,
And I can't hear your pleads to me,
There's nothing inside you can take from me,
Come on and get down and pray with me

I made a god, out of your blood, not of superiority
I killed the king, of my deceit, now I sleep in anarchy

Repeat chorus

Trapped under ice, comfortably cold, I've gone as low as you can go
Well, I feel no remorse, no sense of shame, times gonna wash away my pain

Repeat chorus x 2