Child - Adult HOOD

Ice cream, eatin' while i'm screamin' in my own dream
Mixin' around with those from the ghetto, my own team
Those were the times I'd say I really loved the most
The times I shared with myself and nobody else
Enraged devil in madness, killin' everybody else
Ostracised, un-socialised, why the fuck bother?
Could'a never been born, un-fertilized, why, father?
Never understood, buffer-zone makin' me all alone
Never lived through boy-hood, i'm a deadwood, I am home-grown
But what is home? The place where the heart is? Where is it?
I can't find it within me.. This holy place is lonely
My friends befriend me, I love this girl wholeheartedly
They knowin' me inside out? I'ma knock you out
Turnin' points of life, breakin' points to fade you out
Checkin' points to check you out, at gunpoint, played me out
Strike out in the game, this moment I feel I'm worn out..

[Hook]
I still remember the times we had
But we can't go back
I still remember the friends I had
But y'all can't come back
Even with the time machine I wish I had
But I won't go back
Prayin' for the innocence we had
But we can't go back

Death comes in threes, and everytime I breathe
I see the shadow in me, the past sorrows in me
Sin-forgiver who never wished for this to happen
Hell should never exist, look what happened to 'em?
She didn't want to grow up, losin' thy innocence
No concern for motherfuckers, freely speakin' nonsense
But fuck it, when we were young we wanted to grow up
Filled with ambitions and dreams, part of the adult set-up
But when we got older we didn't want to grow up no mo
Life is hard, we bein' torn' us apart, don't be sure
I could be doing all the shit that I wanted
Restrictions, limitations, we like preys bein' hunted
Used to think that those fairy-tale loves that existed
Fuck cash, the root of all evil, we weaklings are ousted
The writers, THEM! We livin' out our life-spans drawn out
I don't see the love in true love anymore, who's worn out?


[Hook]


The Death
23 October 2006 - 3 Febuary 2007


Fuck your love songs.