Nassau Chainsaw - The Walk [Featuring Coma] (Lyric Video)

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Mixed By Elliot Hoffman of Carbomb
The Walk
Hallucinations, and the paranoia/ Thallium in ya food slowly destroys ya/ Vomit blood right after you pray to the porcelain god comes the nausea/ A vicious animal foaming out the mouth/ Crap ya pants and the hair falls out ya scalp/ Not seen for days till ya neighbors complain of the foul odor coming out ya house/ Thrive in isolation and the secrecy/ Promote control to the weak with dependency/ Anarchy engage in negativity illegal acts of revenge on my enemy's/ Abrasive personality talk is cheep/ except no words or handshakes as guarantees/ The machine slowly grinds ya corpse to bits/ A pain so real kid you couldn't imagine this. (Hook Coma) I saw you walk I saw u stand I saw u bleeding in the trash can I can't erase the thought of you I can't erase what I put you through You got pulled to the ground by the gravity/ Then resurrected through the pain of reality/ Wild dogs rip through ya catastrophe covered with leaves on the side of the L.I.E./ Most cold blooded son f a bitch you'll ever meet/ Can't compete with the animals that run the streets/ Their gonna see ya brains on the sidewalk/ Sick like Christopher Walken king on New York/ Play dig dug on ya face with a buck knife/ How many hole did he punch to end Louwers life/ Desensitized ill skin you alive/ Reveal ya insides fillet with the Ginsu knives/ Sick violently ill with the stomach cramps/ Drink the liquid from the Pen Station garbage bag/ Dissolved in muriatic acid in a 55 gallon drum melt proof plastic (HOOK Coma) Hitch a ride home cause ya friends left you stranded/ Picked up by a drifter in a station wagon/ Knocked unconscious, blindfolded dragged by the hair/ Hands tear through ya pretty pink underwear/ Twist around ya ankles like a sex crime/ You can chew though the ropes when ya hands are tied/ Fight the appetite cry ya self to sleep/ Haven't seen daylight starve in the dark for weeks/ Don't scream cut ya tongue out and vocal chords/ Like a side show freak ya gonna swallow swords/ Physical abuse forced in solitude/ Pleasuring every day like A prostitute/ Electrocuted 110 volts of shock/ East river, chrome, bones + cinder blocks/ Your future shocked with torture and uncertainty/ Develop Stockholm syndrome now your free to leave Go! (HOOK Coma)