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album  : Wisconsin Death Trip
groupe : Static-X
sortie   : 1999

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01- Push It
02- I'm With Stupid
03- Bled For Days
04- Love Dump
05- I Am
06- Otsegolation
07- Stem
08- Sweat Of The Bud
09- Fix
10- Wisconsin Death Trip
11- The Trance Is The Motion
12- December

Push It

corrosive
tainted by my sin
i'm spilling blood
and i can hardly contain it
corrosive
hallowing the hand
stiffened i eat away
Eat
Eat into the surface

yeah you push it

Explosive
more violent more violent
all consuming throbbing
strait to the circle
Explosive
move on reaction
i slow it down i slow it
down, down, down, down

yeah, you push it

i see it. i need it
i see it. i need it

my mind is corrosive
i trip on corrosive
i freak
see through me
my eyes are explosive
i feed on it
black out
crucify me

yeah, you push it

I'm With Stupid

great pains
i've gone to gang slang
i've gone to lame brain
looking for gold i
i have become someone else
outside stepping to inside
stepping to my side
stepping i wade through shit

he's a loser
he's a loser, she said

i am mine, i am mine
i am mine, i am mine
i am mine, i
i can't become someone else

he's a loser
he's a loser, she said
he's a loser
he's a loser, she said

Bled For Days

meaningless
it's meaningless [3x]
i take the hold [4x]

it's mindlessness [4x]
i bled for days [4x]

get to the rage
(hate)
the healing of it fucking with it
conceal the scab you don't want to show (fate)
into the hate
(no)
i channel all the negative and
i bled for days now i take the hold
(break)

i don't believe it
fuck me, read me, get me
(bled for days)
smile on my rage i'm scarred by age, i bled
(bled for days)

uselessness
it's uselessness [3x]
make my weapons [3x]
take the hold

Love Dump

hand me a line
really hand me a line
really hand me a line hand me a line
really hand it to me i've always loved you
love dumpling
your shit's like chocolate cake
and your ass smells like a rose

i really hate you
love dumpling
now my bowels ache

drop down in a line
really hand me a line, really hand me a line
hand me a line, really hand it to me

I Am

i've been taking abuse and it's senseless
fist into the wall and it's painless
i've been living the lie that i made me
live it

screaming into the mic and i like it
put it all over the air in thick slices
soak it all up in your head with the anger
like it

older
Elder
i am
(grind on it)
deeper
bleaker
i am

brush the surface off and grind on it

put a gun in my mouth and threaten to shoot

justice died here

Otsegolation

if we gain by severance
we gain most of all
annihilate your kindness
twisting those involved

scenes of revolution
scenes of your destruction
we are desolation
we are isolation

feel it coming again
feel don't care at all
feel it coming again
feel

isolation

Stem

stem

anything that I want you to know
anything that I want you to see
see the reason to which way to be
anything that I want you to be
damn good thing it isn't a crime
i've got a dirty gun up against my head
cleanse and purge the ill from the inside
a burning conscience severs the stem

Sweat Of The Bud

go

not enough to sweat of the bud
in a search of means to the end
giving up all in need of none
and i'm looking in from the out

Fix

Tune it in
Chill out
Drop dead
I need a fix

Fix

I'm in you
You're in me
Please give me a fix

Just one more
Just one more fix
I'm all yours

Wisconsin Death Trip

what's wrong
don't you sing dong ding dong
push it the phoney
hook it up and ride away
motion
can't you feel the motion
you can see right through me
we connect
you're a part of me

take this
break the vibe and make this
get up on it
oh yeah
close your eyes and fly away
motion
can't you feel the motion
you can see right through me
we connect
you're a part of me

get up on this wiscosin death trip
get on it

take me
clear your mind and make me
feel me inside oh yeah
you can have me anyway
motion
can't you feel the motion
you can see right through me
we connect
you're a part of me

The Trance Is The Motion

speed toward hell
shed no tears
you don't know me
take my life
steal my tongue
to defeat your taste
could never criticize
no better then me
better then you
it's easier to lie
than to tell the truth
you've become the waste that i despise

this is the motion of the new revolution

the trance is the motion

December

I still feel the cold
of long past days
I knew my worth
put in my place
it's no surprise
I realized some time before
december
sun shines through haze
I put my thoughts
toward future days
it's no surprise
I close my eyes
and close the door
feeling so old
years pass like days
fastly changing
so many ways
my eyes perceive
yes I believe in nothing more