Operation Hypocrite E​.​P.

by Die So Fluid

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1.
I hate myself when I submit To mind games when it's me who invented it Your confession is my gift In my world you don't exist I can't laugh I can't cry I'm just a statue with a disgusted mind Stricken sick to recognize Your methods cos they used to be mine I'll see your kind Demystified Expose your core Rotting and sore Ruin Your Power Trip Try to make sense of it Operation Hypocrite The facts don't fit Run your finger down your list You knew it was wrong but you couldn't resist Always thinking with your slit You should have known I could see through your shit No conscience, no shame You play dumb but the truth is plain Thirteen tattooed on your brain It drifts in, the disease with no name I see your kind Demystified Expose your core Rotting and sore Ruin Your Power Trip Try to make sense of it Operation Hypocrite The facts don't fit The facts don't fit The facts don't fit Facts don't fit Facts don't fit Stricken sick to recognize Your methods cos they used to be mine Ruin Your Power Trip Try to make sense of it Operation Hypocrite The facts don't fit Ruin Your Power Trip Try to make sense of it Operation Hypocrite The facts don't fit The facts don't fit The facts don't fit The facts don't fit The facts don't fit The facts don't fit The facts don't fit
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You've got two lies for every story Two lies for each of your seeds Your wisdom's just a deception Well I hope you're pleased I was too young To understand Well not for long Now that feeling's gone You lost the right To tell me what you think Ripped up my clothes And called me whore I'm not seeking approval Your special help no more I was too young To understand Well not for long Now that feeling's gone Sleeping, screaming, wounds aren't healing Bind them up to seal it in No hard feelings You want a saint But I'm schizophrenic Hiding my flaws To make you proud But they stab like splinters So I'm digging them out I was too young To understand Well not for long Now that feeling's gone Gone, gone, gone Gone Bind them up to seal it in No hard feelings
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Hedonist 02:50
I'm hedonist And your name's next on my list Kiss like a fist My grip tightens when you twist Shame never enters my mind I'm just taking what's mine Circle of smoke Wrapped like lips around a roach Throw me some rope And I'll swing until you choke Shame never enters my mind I'm just taking what's mine These hunger pains Are forcing me to kill again 'till my soul is stained I don't feel real Am I insane Insane All I adore Soon becomes a tiresome bore Shoot you to score Leave you bleeding On the floor Shame never enters my mind I'm just taking what's mine What's mine
4.
Everyone destroys the thing they love But with you I thought I could lay disease to rest Stop trying to put love to the test My demons refuse to be second guessed No life support machine I don't need prozac or blind faith To reconstruct a world that's safe How many moments lost in fear of pain Just teardrops falling in rain No life support machine I get so sick of the things I feel Scratching the surface to get to what's real I won't be part of your sad concealed machine Machine, machine, machine Your concealed machine I get so sick of the things I feel (Concealed machine) Scratching the surface to get to what's real (Concealed machine) I won't be part of your sad concealed machine Machine, machine, machine

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released June 6, 2001

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Die So Fluid London, UK

Die So Fluid are a unique alternative rock band fluidly combining the muscle of metal with the angular cheekbones of post- punk,all laced with intoxicating melody.
Led by ex-pat-in Los Angeles Grog, the London based band have just released their new album 'One Bullet From Paradise'
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