A Whole New Level Of Sickness
 

1.  Set Your Body Ablaze
2.  Anesthesia (Bad Religion cover song)
3.  Linoleum (Nofx cover song)
 

Set Your Body Ablaze
From flesh to steel... I fortify this easily splintered bone into a stronghold of will as the balance of man lay beaten in the wake of it's own frailty.  A horde eager to accept deceit and more so to speak it.  Words will sear the throats of all who freely beguile.  The truth burns through my veins and in my black heart.  Breathe the flame that will overwhelm you; flaw ignites swiftly.  A product of conceit so absorbed and vain that he thinks himself divine; he is sure to die.  And man must truly be God, for he has tried so hard to create me in his image; a formless shadow deprived of life.  I am the wayward son of man.  My fathers have darkened what was the warmest heart the world would have ever known.  Relish in what you have created.  How can flesh be arrogant when it is so easily charred; a lesson need be learned.  These blistered hands will come to be the iron fist that bestows true and proper perspective.  Set your body ablaze.  Hollow words will burn and hollow men will burn.

Anesthesia (Bad Religion cover song)
everybody's talking about the girl who went and killed the delivery man, but she looks so kind and gentle, it just doesn't stand to reason, i saw her right there just the other night as stately as a slot machine, but when she looked my way something mad as hell came over me, anesthesia, mona lisa, i've got a little gun, here comes oblivion, i never loved you, how did you find me?  the cops will never prove complicity now, anna... all good children go to heaven!  i remember your face that august night when we lied about the beautiful time to come and that crazy old man who came much too late and caused a chain reaction, i've been hanging out here for eleven long years like a church mouse wondering where the cat as gone and looking at you now is driving me to distraction, anesthesia, mona lisa, i've got a little gun, here comes oblivion, i never loved you, how did you find me? the cops will never prove complicity now, anna... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8.  all good children go to heaven!

Linoleum (Nofx cover song)
Possessions never meant anything to me I'm not crazy (Cause I got none) Well that's not true, I've got a bed and a guitar And a dog named dog who pisses on my floor That's right, I've got a floor So what, so what, so what?  I've got pockets full of kleenex and lint and holes Where everything important to me just seems to fall right down my leg and on the floor My closest friend linoleum Linoleum Supports my head, gives me something to believe That's me on the beachside combing the sand Metal meter in my hand Sporting a pocket full of change That's me on the street with a violin under my chin Playing with a grin, screaming gibberish That's me on the back of the bus That's me in the cell That's me inside your head That's me inside your head.
 
 
 

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