Cyanide 2600
Your disease is a fucking waste of time
Turn it on when it fits your needs
Never mattered that I couldn't feel a thing
Anything you meant was forgot
Tear it down, it's what you don't know
Turn it around because it questions your integrity
Take it away because you can't control it
Throw it away because it's what you are
Your tongue's a dying wasted lie
I've seen through you when you need
What makes you think it's not your fault?
Everything you were is so far gone
You don't want to know if you don't get it
Everything you touch is dead or terminal
Everything you were walks from me
Everything you were is lost
Realize what you've become
Criticize to make it all numb
Separate yourself from your views
What it takes to redeem yourself
I can see it starts to begin
Everything that you thought was so clear
Shutting down what you thought was real
Giving up to a lesser God
It's all you're worth and it's all you are
Shutting down what you thought was real
What it takes to redeem yourself
Realize what you've become
Criticize to make it all numb
Separate yourself from your views
What it takes to redeem yourself
What it takes to redeem yourself…
It's all you're worth…
Cianuro 2600
Tu enfermedad es una maldita pérdida de tiempo
Actívala cuando te conviene
Nunca importó que no pudiera sentir nada
Todo lo que significabas fue olvidado
Destrúyelo, es lo que no sabes
Cámbialo porque cuestiona tu integridad
Quítalo porque no puedes controlarlo
Desecha porque es lo que eres
Tu lengua es una mentira moribunda desperdiciada
Te he visto a través cuando lo necesitas
¿Qué te hace pensar que no es tu culpa?
Todo lo que eras está tan lejos
No quieres saber si no lo entiendes
Todo lo que tocas está muerto o terminal
Todo lo que eras se aleja de mí
Todo lo que eras se ha perdido
Date cuenta de lo que te has convertido
Criticar para adormecerlo todo
Sepárate de tus puntos de vista
Lo que se necesita para redimirte
Puedo ver que empieza a surgir
Todo lo que pensabas que era tan claro
Cerrando lo que creías que era real
Rindiéndote a un Dios menor
Es todo lo que vales y es todo lo que eres
Cerrando lo que creías que era real
Lo que se necesita para redimirte
Date cuenta de lo que te has convertido
Criticar para adormecerlo todo
Sepárate de tus puntos de vista
Lo que se necesita para redimirte
Lo que se necesita para redimirte...
Es todo lo que vales...
Escrita por: Rob Garcia / Spineshank / Tom Decker