Demo 2014

by SICK SYMPTOM

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Recorded in the summer of 2014 in Daniel Schmuck's lair.

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released September 23, 2014

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Track Name: Costume
Making your moves and you're building your name
It's all in a day's work, just part of the game
The people you know are exactly the same
They're just pawns on the chess board in your quest for fame
The words that you're speaking are so well rehearsed
I've seen it before but never so obvious
I'll fake a smile when you show me your costume
I will make sure that you die with your mask on
Making your moves and you're building your name
It's all in a day's work, just part of the game
The people you know are exactly the same
They're just pawns on the chess board in your quest for fame
It's so fucking hollow and so clear to see
Won't swallow the bullshit you're feeding to me
You hide behind numbers who share your opinions
Well I'm gonna kill you and all of your minions
Got no time for wars of words
Cross my line you'll get what you deserve
Track Name: Flesh To Dust
The stones have been set and the die has been cast
We're doomed to repeat the mistakes of the past
Streets run red in the final hour
Before all we know is completely devoured
Where do you turn when your back's to the wall
As you watch your foundations crumble and fall
Desperation, the scene of the crime
As you struggle and scrap through these inhuman times
Flesh turns to dust and the iron to rust
Like a knife in the back from the ones that you trust
In the distance the footsteps approach
Only moments ahead of the hands at your throat
One world, one outcome, no chance to change tomorrow
One world, one future, prepare to die
Pounding at the door, as the end draws near
Smashing off the locks, time to greet your worst fear
Face the hands of fate, it won't be long
Sick symptom of a world that's too far gone
Now there's nothing left
Track Name: Claim To Be
You're lying to yourself
Acting like someone else
Don't come to me for help
I don't want a fucking part
Boots on your fucking feet
That's who you claim to be
Inside I know you're weak
Now meet your fucking defeat
So secure trapped inside your disguise
You're everything that I fucking despise
No friend will help
No pose will heal
No chain will save
You're gonna die
Track Name: Head On The Tracks
Take what you want from me
It's not like there's too much left
Been holding on for too long
My grip is slipping and I feel like I just
Can't hold on
Not gonna make it through
I think it's time to drop the act
Not fooling anybody
I know better than anyone
I don't belong here and I feel like I just can't hold on
Not gonna make it through
Finger on the trigger
Waiting for the strength
Head on the fucking tracks
Waiting for the fucking train
I won't be around to see how it all ends up
If the whole world turns to shit I don't give a fuck
Where I'm going it won't matter what becomes of you
There's a better place I'm told
Not gonna make it through