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Simbiat
Simbiat

These are lyrics, that could have suited original "Linkin Park" style (the one they had on "Hybrid Theory". At least I think so.

 

Love?

Sex.

Everywhere is sex,

And I can feel the stress,

That’s shaking me,

Making me, driving me

Crazy,

And cutting up my veins.

All the instincts, all the mind

Have no meaning.

The only thing with meaning,

Which makes up a killing

Is sex.

 

Sex!

There is nothing, but sex!

What the fuck?

Everybody fuck,

Everybody suck!

 

There are no emotions,

There is no reason.

The only thing that makes up the season

Is a fucking,

Sucking,

Pushing-pulling motion,

And there is no proportion

With drugs and smoke.

 

Smoke!

There is only smoke!

What the fuck?

Everybody suck,

Everybody’s drugged!

 

Everything’s alcoholic.

Everything’s filled with smog.

I feel like I’m anabolic,

And I’m gonna…

I’m gonna die.

 

Chaos!

There’s nothing but chaos!

 

All is illusion,

No one feel confusion.

Everything is distant,

And I can feel the distance.

Degradation.

It’s killing, and I can see

The animation

Of a dead man,

That’s lying by my hand.

And all I can is scream and shout:

 

What the fuck?

Everybody dies,

Everybody’s fucked!