Music World
 
Find Artists:
 
 
 
Russian versionSwitch to Russian 
Corrosion Of Conformity




Music World  →  Lyrics  →  C  →  Corrosion Of Conformity  →  Albums  →  Animosity

Corrosion Of Conformity Album


Animosity (1985)
1985
1.
2.
3.
4.
5.
6.
7.
8.
9.
10.
. . .



I'm at a loss for words
There are no words to explain
What I am witnessing
Is fucking with my brain
You can see it in my eyes
It will never be the same
It will never, never, never
Be the same
Time to tear down what remains
And start something new
I'm tired of going through the
Motions
Feeling like an empty shell
Drained of all emotions
IO feel nothing at all
I've got to get away
Get out of my way
We were searching thought we
Were on to something
But it disintegrated before
Our eyes
Same old thing in a new
Disguise
Contemplating no violence
Not at peace, trusting sixth
Sense, I need release
Won't cry no tears, I have none
No big loss, what have I won?


. . .



Certain leaders build their tools of death
Saying it's all to keep the peace
They're saying one thing doing another
Both sides of the scales of power
The deadly loads increase
Mad world we're living in a mad world
We're living in a mad mad mad mad mad world
As they sit down at the table
Trapping the media's narrow view
They prepare for their intervention
A military masadventure or two
People today ask fewer questions
Accepting the excuses on TV
As negotiations grab the attention
They repeat the lies
Until they sound like the truth
Mad world we're living in a mad world
We're living in a mad mad mad mad mad world


. . .



The beast you've been fighting
Is only fooling you
It's no use hiding
Your still being used
It's all-enclosive
Soon you'll be consumed
Rotting in jail
Tortured or ruined


. . .



Holier, much holier than you were before
No more
Now your purpose, Jesus, flowing in your soul
No more
Feel complete what a nice retreat to the call
No more
The wrath of God will serve you well as bodies fall
In hate
Finding the answers, distoring the question
Ending all possibilities for things to change
Rotting in your empty shell
Writhing in relentless hell
It's death you chose, you chose it well
In your mind you've found it
In my mind, where's your God? He's in your head
In their minds, they've found it
In my mind, where's your God? He's in your head


. . .



I've got a positive outlook,
Won't get stuck
Drowning in my surroundings
Never give in never give up
Don't let them scare you
No matter what
Where are you putting your energy?
So much hate and jealousy
All hope is caving in
Patience is growing thin
Got to put it perspective
Got to see your objective
Isn't it what you expected
From something so long neglected
Be calm, be brave
Got to keep yourself alive
As pressure turns to rage
You solder your own cage
That's not for me
Not how I want to be


. . .



Pray for power
Your main weapon is mistrust
Pray for power
It's for power you lust
Molten minds poured int the mold
Filthy hands burning sin to be sold
The bible says, so we demand to uphold
God's word enforced and controlled
Weathered symbols slowly turn to dust
The harsh reality soon catches us
Death and got at the same place
It doesn't matter to me
I'll lose that race
I don't want to die but I don't care
It's nice to think we'll go somewhere
Pray for power


. . .



American dollars and weapons gleam
Support another corrupt regime
Human rights long out of style
Another killing another farce-trial


. . .



Paralyzed alone and frightened
Laying low so you won't be sighted
Something out there wishes you death
You'll have to run or fight til you last breath
Faint sounds in the alley
City beast is out there prowling
Rabid pack with sirens howling
Already on the way
Hiss and growl of the radio
Telling the fat beasts where to go
Lights reflect red and blue
And you know they're onto you
Faint sounds in the alley
City beast is out there prowling
Rabid pack with sirens howling
Already on the way


. . .



"Looking for answers?" laughed the hungry child
"Pushing your ansers leave none desired."
The hungry child worships
Spreading their cancer into unscarred brains
Damaged and unoccupied, ready to train
The hungry child worships
Powerfully twisting words he's resisting
god he's resisting
Powerfully screaming "What is life's meaning?
"We have life's meaning"
"Looking for answers?" laughed the hungry child
"Pushing your ansers leave none desired."
The hungry child worships, the hungry child worships
The hungry child...worships NO MORE!


. . .



[Instrumental]


. . .


blog comments powered by Disqus



© 2011 Music World. All rights reserved.