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QStrange Sinphony of Sick Here are the song lyrics for Sinphony of Sick by QStrange. For more excellent QStrange lyrics, run a search! Typed by: Illmortal@hotmail.com * * send corrections to the typist [Verse 1] Makin' precision incisions, with it this talent I'm givin' Didn't know how to keep livin' so I just started the killin' Sick in the head when I'm sinnin' ILLin infectin' I'm stickin' My knife in you and I'm grinnin' sittin' and thinkin' of quitin' But I continue my mission listen to voices here within Sayin' its just the beginning don't know what's really pretendin' It's hard to decide when the mind is divided and hided From the reality battling the evilness inside of me My mind is it dieing, I'm crying I'm trying not to lose it Confusing abusing I'm bruising your skull until its oozing I'm choosin' my weapon I'm gettin' I'm settin' I'm lettin' aggression set into my nerve endings Awww, can't take the pain no more Stain the floor with blood guts and crazy gore Waiting for the day god repays me for All the sinful things I did that he hates me for (Uh) [Verse 2] This disease has me blinded and I can't see the light Live in darkness while my sanity continues to fight With little bit I have left I use it to blend With this fucked up society that lied to me again I have a hatred for the world I cant describe I've strive to stay alive but it's hard to survive Darken my eyes, from all the insomnia I suffer Cant sleep for weeks and it keeps gettin' tougher The more I don't rest the more I'm gettin' depressed And obsessed with the sight of another persons death I regret what I did when it's just too late I even ate human steaks and eyeballs like grapes It's a big mistake, but the mind knows know boundaries It's been years and still the police never found me Astounding with technology and forensics And experts and people who have these sixth senses I guess its depression that I have Gods blessing If he wanted me to stop I would've seen some detectives Decrepit, Decayed, Morbid my brain It's all them things and it's rotting away And starting today, I'm gonna try and stop all the killing Aw, whom I kiddin'? It's only the beginning I like to cut em open and see what makes them tick And rhyme about it like this cuz it makes you sick [Verse 3] My sinphony, conjures up images of misery Picture thee crime scene photos of the grisly Ax I portray on a day to day I came to say, I won't stop till this pains away My brains decay, and eating at my thoughts I can feel it There's a rat inside my head nawing at my spirit I can hear it, chewing on my cerebral cortex Crawling its way tryin' to escape outta my forehead Your all dead, zombies try to walk among the living As I'm sitting there's a choir in my mind and it's singing An orchestra of madness, sinphony of sickness Philharmonic illness, Nirvana when I feel this Melodic and I feel bliss, Schizophrenic realness I'm unstoppable horrible and I'm fearless My lyrics are a cry for help cant you hear this I'm a danger to society and I'm careless A tickin' time bomb just waitin' to detonate So get it straight, I don't rap about my jewelry and escalade I'm swept away by the evil that some how got into me Years from now you'll see its prophetic in my sinphony [Chorus: repeat 2X] Don't know what got into me I just show how it could be Why am I so sick, you see In the meanest Sinphony
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