Текст песни Murs and Slug - Anneurysm
Murs and Slug - Anneurysm слова песни
(Verse 1: Slug)...And when the vain start to pop from the bloodPushed away from the heartPatience, I need more, as my temper becomes temptedTo up and down on this seesawI should escape, I should disappearIts gettin clear, crystal clearI`m in a bad position hereI gave you power, gave you controlBut you had to play the roleReckless with the treasure that you holdThere isn`t much as unsatisfyingas the blind man listeningBelieving in the one that`s lyingHide the crying, tears in the pocketA fool for the interlude that introduced the moshpitExhausted by the storm, before the calmHolding on to a memory, keeping it warm within my palmWake up, Time Bomb, the clock is tickingShot the gift and all you got`s a pot to piss in and some wrong decisionsAnd here you are again, emotions in your handLike your powerless, an innocent victim of circumstanceTell me that it hurts againTell me that it weighs you downTell you that you need meAnd I`ll tell you that I hate you nowFUCK YOU, you don`t know what you needAnd this is the last time I`ll tell youNext time I`m gonna leaveI can`t watch your destructionI can`t trust your judgementI swear to God your better then thisI wish you`d quit those drugs, bitch(Slug and Murs)High or low, hot and cold, took the wheel, lost controlGood and bad, wrong or right, die to live a longer lifeStop and go, in and out, touch and feel, scream and shoutBack and forth, up and down, off the course, fuck it now(Chorus: Sung by Slug and Murs: Repeat 2X)I can`t sleep now, lying keeps me awake(Verse 2: Murs)Now here I stand, the threshold of angerA pathway-- to which I am no strangerDanger lurks the other side, once I cross, I black outAnd I start to act out, act my age, act my colorAct a fool, actin` other then myself (in a way)Quick, to the shelf, and dusted of the AKA war with no reason, America`s demonI reside and hide in the beast underneathA inch of flesh and skull, if the brain vain popsMight become a vegetable, so I take the stress in fullPull hard on a cigarettethinking that an aneurysm might just be a quicker deathI flick the Red and keep in stepFigure stress to make you blow your brains outFrom the inside, without the double barrelBlood bubble, eyes narrowVains bulged from the foreheadMore trouble than it`s worth??? calls red so I pause for my headtwo fingers to my temple as the tempo increasesnot for peace, but a piece as in cold steelI hold still, clutch...Want to cock back, bust and thrust this pressure from my headBefore my brain starts to flushHush, you hear that? It`s the voices that`s talkingSqualkin, mine can get me stopping, twitchin and itchinTo get into some shit then--- (scream)Head spinnin, they winnin, blendin, evil would sayit bit in my wheel sendin a chill till I...(Chorus 6X)