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Tekster: Hell Yeah. HELLYEAH. Nausea.

Thrown away everything
Challenged hope, challenged fate
Fuck the world, fuck my place
Like it matters

Point your fingers at me
Contest my integrity
Question my honesty
Don't even try it

Feed your life to someone who cares
Nothing, no one, do it myself
One fist in the gold, one foot in the grave
One fist in your face, destroying

So sick of believing
Feels like I'm eating myself alive
So sick of existing
Feels like I'm dying
Feels like I'm eating myself alive

Never asked for a thing
Made myself made in my way
On my own, trustworthy
I've never strayed

My drive is fueled from the core
Opened mind closed the door
Confidence to the bone
To the marrow

Feed your life to someone who cares
Nothing, no one, do it myself
One fist in the gold, one foot in the grave
One fist in your face, destroying

So sick of believing
Feels like I'm eating myself alive
So sick of existing
Feels like I'm dying
Feels like I'm eating myself alive

Cleanse me
To wash away
Drowning myself
Drowning myself in the waves

Cleanse me
To wash away
Drowning myself
Drowning myself in the waves

So sick of believing
Feels like I'm eating myself alive
So sick of existing
Feels like I'm dying
Feels like I'm eating myself alive, eating myself alive

Hell Yeah