Ted Maul - And We Tolerate The Sickness

2000 years of suffering
Good vibe never covered
We know the fucking problems
But we choose to ignore them
I feel the extremity of it
Destroys the inner being
And it leaves a pessimist
But I can't wait
Friday night
Internal suffering waits in later life
Ketamine and cocaine
Speed E's and homegrown
All the fucking whiskey
Fueled by nostrilation
I thrive on the things it does to me
May act like an asshole
But it means a fucking lot to me
I can't wait
Lost inside
Blood abuser rotting up inside
It's right to want to touch her body
She rides me as I fuck her body
It's right to want to touch her body
She rides me as I fuck her body
She's sweating as she oscillates to the rhythms
I'm providing at an accelerating
Rate
Aggressive hardcore fuck I'm in luck this girl's got the motions and a peach ass
Butt
And she wants it, she wants it all to much
My cock deep inside her as I'm fucking with her guts
Body to body the slap of naked limbs sweat joins juices
And the climax just begins.
Dark intentions as I ride this vibe
In tunneled darkness oscillating ride
Sweat tears plague me as I'm lost inside
Confusing cultures wrap me up inside inside
You'll never see inside I'm nothing - just alive
You'll never see inside inside.
And we accentuate our weakness as we tolerate the sickness
And my mind abides, it tries, for a shield of bliss.
Our wrought twisted morality generates depravity licentious greed wickedness the causality
Defense mechanisms imprison rationality righteous thought separate me from this
Reality
We see this shit we hate everyday but we must relies we part of what makes it
Stay

This is our chance to make, not brake our world down.
We can save, not enslave and make ourselves proud
Not ashamed of the sickness that's ours.
The sickness that's ours

You've got to think of your life you've got to think what's right
'Cause ya know ya can't
Tolerate and still survive
You've got to think of your life you've got to think what's right
'Cause ya know ya can't
Tolerate and still survive

This is our chance to make, not brake our world down.
We can save, not enslave and make ourselves proud
Not ashamed of the sickness that's ours.
The sickness that's ours.

You've got to think of your life you've got to think what's right
'Cause ya know ya can't
Tolerate and still survive
Our sickness is to overfeed the greed of our perpetual anthropological needs
As a ritual we spread like a disease rape the lands, destroy make it bleed.
And we know this, yeah we know it all to well but we can't seem to brake it like some mad up spell
We've got to beat the beast, believe, take heed, change or that's it for everything.
You've got to think of your life you've got to think what's right
'Cause ya know ya can't
Tolerate and still survive