If Thoughts Could Kill, We'd Both be Deader Than a Week-Old Corpse letra

Please abuse me with fists perfectly formed.
Bite off my tongue so i wont say a word
(The anger dulls your beauty)
(The alcohol washes it completely away)...
A cantankerous cacophony of calamity.
Consume conscience but claim control.
(And its only now I realize that i've overexposed myself)...
I no longer believ

Sadaharu - Letras

• A Deconstructionists Approach to Popular Culture
• Absinthe Makes The Heart Grow Fonder
• Anthem For New Sonic Warfare
• Better Living Through Selfimmolation
• Cannibalism Nature Or Nurture
• Collecting Other Peoples Enemies
• Defeating the Kraken - A Twelve Step Approach
• If Thoughts Could Kill, We'd Both be Deader Than a Week-Old Corpse
• Its Not Every Day You Sell Your Own Soul
• Its Not Paranoia If Theyre Shooting Live Bullets
• Jazz Song In The Key Of Hate
• Lifestyle Tips for the Dead (Even A Broken Watch Is Right Twice A Day)
• Memoirs Of My Time In Purgatory
• No One Should Have To Live Like This
• Pompeii As A Metaphor
• Punishment In Hifi
• The Delicate Sound Of An Explosion
• The Road To Hell Is Paved So Why Not Drive In Style
• This Modern Day Disaster