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• Artiste: Zenkil
• Titre: Escape From Monkey Mtn.
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I saw the light, people I escaped from Monkey Mountain with my wits entact. My views restored. I got a new outlook on life. My little friends tell me I'm nice. The outside world-sick people,sick agendas. I need repentence for the sickness I spread. You'll eat my food, you'll drink my water not on Monkey Mountain, they don't tolerate bad. Make them go away. Make them stop speaking. Make them go away-the voices in my head Make them go away. Make them stop speaking. I'm guided by voices and I'm better off dead I need salvation. I need catarsis. I need repentence for the evil I did. You'll digest my words. You'll ride my rhythm. I know it's fu**ed up 'cause it came from my head. The outside world-sick people,sick agendas. I need intoxication for the sin I shed. You'll drink my food and eat my water-not on Monkey Mountain they don't tolerate sad. Oh make them go away make them stop speaking. Make them go away the voices in my head. Make them go away. Make them stop speaking. I'm guided by voices and I'm better off dead. Rub your head until it's gone. I've held out for so long. You've lived your life in this collapsing shell and the love you beat into me became my living hell. Don't try to run I'll find you. Don't try to run I'll find you You know I'll fu**ing find you, somehow I always do. Don't try to run I'll find you. Don't try to run I'll find you You know I'll fu**ing find you, somehow I always do. Rub your wounds until they peel. Your calloused fingers cannot feel. I tasted you. I wasted you. I domesticated you-I eradicated you. Don't try to run I'll find you. Don't try to run I'll find you You know I'll fu**ing find you, somehow I always do. I need salvation. I need catarsis. I need repentence for the evil I did. You'll eat my food and drink the water-not on Monkey Mountain-they don't tolerate mad. Make them go away. Make them stop speaking. Make them go away-the voices in my head Make them go away. Make them stop speaking. I'm guided by voices and I'm better off dead. lyrics by the rev copyright 2000 all rights reseved