Interpret:

BIOHAZARD

Album:

Urban Discipline

I sit and pick my brain each night 
With an axe in my hand held tight 
Bity my nose to spite my face 
Killing myself, I can't escape the rat race 
Wallowing in neck-deep misery 
Quicksand dissent, pressure free 
Deepest wounds are self inflicted 
Should I hope to be vincited 


Always alone, society's abortion 
Self mutilation, the daily partion 
Resentful past breeds hopeful future 
With tears of blood, I remove the sutures 


Dying inside, emotions they hide 
Irreperable damage from the tears that I've cried 
I climb from the sewer
The years that I have spent 
Self mutilation or my environment 


Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I cry, I cry 
Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I die 


Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I cry, I cry 
Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I die 


Deny myself for fear of being 
Is it over now, has my heart stopped beating 
Lying here just self defeating 
My mind is empty, it won't stop bleeding 
Twisted anger screams my brain 
Over the edge, I hang in pain 
Mouth locked shut my mind won't swallow 
With tears of blood alone I wallow 


No one to blame except myself 
What you call masochism I call wealth 
Maybe its just a matter of pride 
Too sweet to end with suicide 


Peel the scub, pour salt in the wound 
Torturing myself, I'm forever doomed 
Looking east and west each and every moon 
A peaceful rest comes somebody soon 


No one to blame expect myself 
What you call masochism I call wealth 
Is death life and do we live in hell? 


Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I cry, I cry 
Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I die 


Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I cry, I cry 
Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I die 


Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I cry, I cry 
Tears of blood, tears of blood 
I die