D.O.C. Lyrics


Worthless baggage, a flesh bound wasteland

Guttered mind and bleeding shadow

Crazed is the fist of innocence

Undo the lock

Bleeding clean oppressive nature, primal instincts old

To hold back what runs through your veins is a crime

Isolation

Fall into your own isolation

Crawl deep inside into a hole

Bleeding clean oppressive nature

Primal instincts ages old and damned

To hold back what runs through you veins

Is a crime against yourself

Crawl into your isolation

Fall again

Fucker