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Conform - Roman Holiday Lyrics

Bang your head but don't break your neck
Break backs but don't hang your friends out to dry
They've been starving in line
To see your smug face racking up on bathroom tiles

Give it a little time to get over it, I'm overdose
Give me another hit before I hit the floor
Give it a little time to get over it, I'm comatose
Give me another hit before I hit the floor

No shit, you jacked up motherfucker
Get the fuck outta here

Bang your head but don't break your neck
Break backs but don't hang your friends out to dry
They've been starving in line
To see your smug face racking up on bathroom tiles

Load up on drugs and kill your friends
You best acquaint yourself with the end (from the start)
These eyes are seeing devil's claws
Lashing out from the hearts of the middle-class

We're all fucked together
It's a dying world
We'd rather be dead
Then fix the insurmountable holes in the very fabric that holds this shit-hole society together

Fuck, I'm done
Dealing with the shit-eating grins of everyone
Trying to mark their place in life (place in life)
With an ego puffed up on steroids

These vicious thoughts have opened my eyes, to what pain and suffering is

Cause I'll be damned If I ever see the day
Where I don't feel like shit
These vicious thoughts have opened my eyes
To what pain and suffering is
Cause I'll be damned (If I ever see another face again)
Cause I'll be damned (If you ever even gave a shit at all)

The fuck you thought this was?
Get up

Cause I'll be damned If I ever see the day
Where I don't feel like shit
These vicious thoughts have opened my eyes
To what pain and suffering is, fuck

Waking up in cold sweats
At the thought of ever being happy
Load up on drugs and kill your friends
You best acquaint yourself with the end
Load up on drugs and kill your friends

Load up on drugs and kill your friends
You best acquaint yourself with the end
Load up on drugs and kill your friends

We're all fucked together
It's a dying world
We'd rather be dead
Then fix these holes in our heads

In our heads
We won't admit
We're the ones at fault
Chemically imbalanced since birth
We're the ones at fault
In our heads
We won't admit
We're the ones at fault
Chemically imbalanced since birth
We're the ones at fault