Science Fiction Fear Lyrics & Chords By The Orangeburg Massacre

Staring at a ghost across a table set for two, This is the last call before the credits roll. The charm of silver screen depression saturated in alcohol. It's so seductive. ...read more

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My head never rests on my shoulders facing the sun I struggle to walk the burden of this guilt I hide from you is growing you'll never know what it is this is the kind of...read more

The deepest kind of cut is applied when someone else sees me as my own darkest impressions. I'll gouge out their eyes out and break every bone. I've met the enemy in me. I...read more

You're not what you'll become. You aren't how you'll end up. With opened holes growing exponentially into my head. Until we feel the fall, so we don't die alone....read more