Bitches for ma' Bitches

from by Beings of The Sixth

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(Verse)

I aint from this world,
I aint from this world.
Two faces to elaborate the dimensionless hate,
Three attempts to be free of my mind & escape.

Ha. Ill give ya something else to sing to.

I keep my eyes closed and focus on the rhythm of my heart beat,

Deep breaths, fill my chest. Fuck anxiety...

Try to find the courage to get up and face a new day,

Before this beast awakes again and strips it all away.

I remember hearing someone sing,

"When the paper's crumpled up it cant be perfect again"

As I'm thinking to myself "What the fuck does that mean?

What if the paper wasn't perfect to begin with? What then?"

Fuck it. It aint even worth my time.

Spend too much saving my own helpless mind.

Wrangle fugal pieces, oh my self-esteem decreases,

a concience never ceases but my skin surely releases.

Oh shit. Not this road again.

Funny how gentle thoughts'll force you round the bend.

Constantly questioning, doubt, second guessing,

Mind never resting, "maybe the end is the best thing..."

Cancel out the visions which seek to imprison.

Everyone around alienated into villains,

Segregate myself due to growing indecision.

Like some monk's self-mummification mission.

Can't slow it down always falling to stitches,

Coping is a bitch, so theyll both be my bitches.

Thats funny, I got bitches for my bitches.

Maybe when I survive they'll really see the bitch is.

Its so exhausting to do this day to day,

Without giving this shit a chance to get in the way.

People commenting "Oh, I don't know what to say."

"Yeah, that helps a fucking lot, now go the fuck away."

Cause this is something you can get sick of so fucking fast,

Your brain wont allow the past to stay in the past.

Constant bombardment little monitoring attacks,

Craning your head over awkwardly like "Bitch, did I ask..."



(Verse - Screams)

"...For Your Attention".
Prying through these bones to feed
your social appetite.

I Wont Be Broken
Or be brought down to your sick twisted life

(Chorus)

How do you expect me,
to make it one more day?
What now?
What now?
What now?
There's nothing left to say.

How dare you disrespect me?
I'm stronger than you know.
Who're you?
Who're you?
Who're you?
I've got more faces than I show.



(Verse - Scream Rap)

Oh!
Take a step into these shoes.
Suffer through the self abuse.
Compulsive logic so hypnotic,
Shaking hands it's too chaotic.
Breaking down at every road I cross.
Can't help feeling at a loss...
Wrangle fugal pieces, oh my self-esteem decreases,
a concience never ceases but my skin surely releases.
Oh shit. Not this road again.
Funny how gentle thoughts'll force you round the bend.
Constantly questioning, doubt, second guessing,
Mind never resting, "maybe the end is the best thing..."
Stuck at the whims of demons never resting,
Swallow me whole fuck this shit is depressing.

(Slam)

Hollow nothing left inside.
Can't take away. What was never there.
I can't breathe.
Disappearing.

(Chorus)

How do you expect me,
to make it one more day?
What now?
What now?
What now?
There's nothing left to say.

How dare you disrespect me?
I'm stronger than you know.
Who're you?
Who're you?
Who're you?
I've got more faces than I show.

(Outro)

I won't give in to this mother fucking self-destruction
Never surrender Fuck Let me tell you something.
Mindless confusion endless delusions,
Too much worry wasted over nothing
There's no escape, There's no escape.
There's no escape, There's no escape.
I won't give in - but, there's no escape.

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from Rapture (EP), track released May 30, 2016

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Beings of The Sixth Oshawa, Ontario

Vocals: Travis Godin

Rhythm Guitar and Vocals: Chris Riches

Lead Guitar: Damian Gates

Drums: Mitchell Clark

Bass: Jonathon Zagrodnik

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