Praise yourself just like a god
Consume what’s left just like a dog
Mirror falls down to the floor
Couldn’t take it any more
Brain dead
Over head
She said
Paint it red
Sure you knew this day would come
So why is it you try to run
Steal the truth erase your mind
Hidden thoughts you left behind
Brain dead
Over head
She said
Paint it red
Impulses loading
Intensively growing
Willing and waiting
Want it I want it I want it
Permanent end
Again and again
Arena is set
Want it I want it I want it
Pushing to the back of line
Can’t believe that it’s your time
Might be a cruel thing to say
Don’t let it ruin your day
Brain dead
Over head
She said
Paint it red
Looking up stare at the sun
Don’t forget what’s done is done
Control yourself it’s far too late
You must of known this was your fate
Brain dead
Over head
She said
Paint it red
Impulses loading
Intensively growing
Willing and waiting
Want it I want it I want it
Permanent end
Again and again
Arena is set
Want it I want it I want it
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