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		Fistful Of Metal Armed And Dangerous Spreading The Disease Among The Living State Of Euphoria		Persistence Of Time Attack Of The Killer B's Sound Of White Noise Stomp 442 Volume 8 - The Threat Is Real We've Come For You All
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Tomahawk Tool U2 Ultima Thule Underworld Vast Verve Yello page 1 RagdenDesign	Stomp 442 Random Acts of Senseless Violence Fueled King Size Riding Shotgun Perpetual Motion In a Zone Nothing American Pompeii Drop the Ball Tester Bare Random Acts of Senseless Violence Shut up, don¹t pass the blame The same god-damn thing just the name¹s have changed On the day you were busted your forgot the line Don¹t do the crime if you can¹t do the time An animal¹s acting instinctively Glorified murderer, insanity Do you think I¹d kill you just count to one You¹re the coward, with the gun Yeah, you thought you knew me Yeah, you hardly knew me You don¹t know me I know I shouldn¹t care My crazy senses of right and wrong that can¹t be made to break this, break this, break this I see something wrong and fix it with my hands I walk a thin blue line, this cross I came to bear So now you¹re dead well wha¹ dya know And am I sorry no, I don¹t think so They wanted sympathy now that¹s a bit much How much did you show, how much Take the value for one human life And place it all right down on a roll of the dice And a one, two, three for the pain you bring I¹m the bird without the left wing Yeah, you thought you knew me Yeah, you hardly knew me You don¹t know me I know I shouldn¹t care My crazy sense of right and wrong that can¹t be made to break this, break this, break this I see something wrong and fix it with my hands I walk a thing blue line, this cross I came to bear Random acts of senseless, random acts of senseless Random acts of senseless, random acts of senseless Violence I see something wrong and I fix it with my hands I walk a thin blue line, this cross I came to bear I see something wrong and I fix it with my hands I walk a thin blue line and I¹ll be the one who laughs when, You die Main Solo : Paul Crook Morsecode Guitar : Charlie Benante Top Fueled I¹m out to mix it up and change my complexion To coat the feelings and cure my depression A shot of petrol is my bonafide method To lose control and get thorougly distracted I¹m on the money, here I come Fuel for my engine, and I¹m gone I like to forget why I feel this compulsive As I toss tomorrow¹s dreams in the garbage What¹s important is a mind that¹s sicker Turning Jekyll into Hide much quicker I¹m on the money, here I come Fuel for my engine, and I¹m gone 1,2,3,4,1,2,3,4 Kickstart and turn me over Punchdrunk, but I¹m still sober Fourteen years and a whole lot bolder And I don¹t flinch Hungry and I¹ll take the best 'Cause I never wanted anything less What doesn¹t kill me makes me stronger It¹s like a war inside me, I¹m good, I¹m evil Two sides of the coin and I¹ve been blessed with both On one hand I am you, but I don¹t like you I guess that¹s the nature of the way things work I¹m on the money, here I come Fuel for my engine, and I¹m gone 1,2,3,4,1,2,3,4 Kickstart and turn me over Punchdrunk, but I¹m still sober Bukowski¹s on my shoulder With much to think Hungry and I¹ll take the best 'Cause I never wanted anything less What doesn¹t kill makes me stronger It¹s like a war inside me, action is all I know Tell me it¹s suicide, tell me something I don¹t know I don¹t know why I¹ve been made some kind of hero When I¹ve done all I can do to prove I¹m not It¹s amazing to think someone could trust me Tell me what do you know about me really ? And I you make the mistake of getting close to, Me, you¹ll just give me all that you¹ve got So I don¹t know why I¹ve been made some kind of hero When I¹ve done all I can do to prove I¹m not 1,2,3,4,1,2,3,4 Kickstart and turn me over Punchdrunk, but I¹m still sober Fourteen years and a whole lot bolder And I don¹t flinch Hungry and I¹ll take the best 'Cause I never wanted anything less What doesn¹t kill me makes me stronger 1,2,3,4,1 I can¹t close this broken door It¹s just the nature of the way things work You wanna be me, I don¹t give a damn Anyone can do it but it takes a man not to Try so hard to give me a real life Anyone can do it but it takes a man not to It¹s just the nature of the way things work Top King Size I want to be part of the program I want to be part of the whole damn thing I say, minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside out it all looks the same Making me feel stronger Making me feel like The Hulk I¹ll be King Size Here it is, I¹ll stake my claim and I¹ll be first to warn you Here it is, I think the devil lives in California Check out the freak I¹m laughing Excuse me are you talking to me ? I say, minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside out it all looks the same Making me feel harder Making me feel like The Hulk I¹ll be King Size Here it is, I¹ll stake my claim and I¹ll be first to warn you Here it is, I think the devil lives in California I¹m on a mission, I¹m on a mission For my survival, my king size position I¹m on a mission, in my condition Outside my world I know there¹s No place like home I¹m on a mission, my king size position Outside my world I know there¹s No place like home I can¹t stop my life from crashing Out of control, I¹m out of control Nothing to fear but fear itself and me I, I¹d never sell my soul I never did a god-damn thing Œcause I¹d never sell my soul for something that¹s free Minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside out it all looks the same Nothing to fear but fear itself and, Nothing to fear but fear itself and, Check out the freak and I¹m still laughing Nothing to fear but fear itself and me Here it is, I¹ll stake my claim and I¹ll be first to warn you Here it is, I think the devil lives in California Main Solo : Dimebag Lyrical Assist : Rich Ross Top Riding Shotgun Do it, drive it, drink it, smoke it, Choke it Two steps forward One hundred steps back We¹re going the wrong way It¹s backwards, it¹s backwards Cuffed and branded I can¹t stand it Give me the lane I¹m gonna play it my way when I want to Charged by the pain I¹m gonna scream out my name if I want to Live, it, be it, hold it, touch it Kick it, beat it, love it, suck it Two steps forward One hundred steps back We¹re going the wrong way It¹s backwards, it¹s backwards Cuffed and branded I can¹t stand it Give me the lane I¹m gonna play it my way when I want to Charged by the pain I¹m gonna scream out my name if I want to I feel like I¹m riding shotgun Not a roll I can play I would never get on my knees And walk the walk of the dead I won¹t take a back up, I¹m gonna get my back up I won¹t take a back up, charged by life and nothing more Do it, drive it, drink it, smoke it Live it, be it, hold it, touch it Kick it, beat it, love it, suck it ! Give me the lane I¹m gonna play it my way when I want to Charged by the pain I¹m gonna scream out my name if I want to I¹m riding shotgun Intro Solo : Dimebag Main Solo : Dimebag Feedback : Dimebag and Scott Cool Noise in Verse : Joe Nicolo Top Perpetual Motion The cracks are showing, on my face I didn¹t think that I was, that old my story is I weathered every storm I, pulled it through Falling by the wayside, I¹ve seen a few But I never went down, never went down I never will Taken every single blow and countered Never went down, never went down, and better still Look at my face and see your father I¹m ready to take my turn Taking the shot that I¹ve earned Chance is what keeps me rolling Rolling Diamonds in my eyes Oceans full of pride Can't you see I¹m only human I¹m in perpetual motion I¹m rolling, rolling Can't you see I¹m only human The cracks are showing, on my face The well ain¹t empty, never out of place It seems to be harder, for some maybe And I won¹t play, the game of wait and see But I never went down, never went down I never will Taken every single blow and countered Never went down, never went down, and better still Look at my face and see your father I¹m ready to take my turn Taking the shot that I¹ve earned Chance is what keeps me rolling Rolling Diamonds in my eyes Oceans full of pride Can't you see I¹m only human I¹m in perpetual motion I¹m rolling, rolling Can't you see I¹m only human I don't fight I win, underneath it I'm human And my pride is not a sin, underneath it I'm human and I respect my mistakes, and decisions that I make In time I¹ve earned my cake, have my cake and then I'll eat it I¹m ready to take my turn Taking the shot that I¹ve earned Chance is what keeps me rolling Rolling Diamonds in my eyes Oceans full of pride Can¹t you see I¹m only human I¹m in perpetual motion I¹m rolling, rolling Can¹t you see I¹m only human Main Solo : Paul Crook Top In a Zone I¹m standing on a ledge cold and naked Will someone come and offer me their help Sometimes I forget my medication Sometimes I forget to pray I¹ll make it through this fuckin¹ day I¹m unconscious, drunk and blinded Count to ten and then I unwind it I¹m unconscious, drunk and blinded Take a deep breath and then I unwind it I¹m wearing out my skin I¹m under pressure Pressure makes me burn it makes me ache Sometimes I want to burn the things that make me... Sometimes I stop myself too late It¹s written all cross my face I¹m unconscious, drunk and blinded Count to ten and then I unwind it I¹m unconscious, drunk and blinded Take a deep breath and then I unwind it Wired, wired I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone This is how I live I never have to justify my actions Scathing rhetoric my saving grace Sometimes I really think that it¹s too noisy Sometimes I have to hit myself Words can kill as well as help I¹m unconscious, drunk and blinded Count to ten and then I unwind it I¹m unconscious, drunk and blinded Take a deep breath and then I unwind it Wired, wired I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone This is how I live You can¹t touch me, ever Fear burns at my touch Standing on a ledge will you come and help Will you burn yourself, would you help me then Fear burns at my touch, in its wake An ugly jagged scar across your face I¹m unconscious, I¹m unconscious, I¹m unconscious, I¹m unconscious Count to ten, I¹m unconscious Take a deep breath and then I unwind it Wired, wired I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone, This is how I ... How I live, how I live, how I live, how I live I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone, I¹m in a zone, this is how I live Main Solo : Paul Crook Top Nothing It¹s difficult for me to get a grip on what you mean When you stick your fingers in your ear and create another scene You always step into the traps set perfect in your path Busy going crazy over whose knife¹s in your back Dive inside your blackest stare The one that¹s saving do you date Screaming that you¹re scared You the tallest soul With the shortest self-esteem Painted as the victim Who¹s split between the bearns It doesn¹t seem to matter It¹s nothing Dead a dream is dying It¹s nothing Best friend I never had Play me to the point of pushing me too far away I can only say whatever, ambivalent to your game You can pretend to the mirror, it¹s the lie you tell yourself And I won¹t walk on eggshells that¹s a dance for someone else Dive inside your blackest stare The one that¹s saying do you dare Screaming that you¹re scared You the tallest soul With the shortest self-esteem Painted as the victim Who¹s split between the bearns It doesn¹t seem to matter It¹s nothing Dead a dream is dying It¹s nothing Best friend I never had Main Solo : Charlie Top American Pompeii I try to imagine the best place I¹ve been Can I go back again ? Open my eyes, what was no longer exists, I can¹t go back again I like to pretend that nothing has changed And never went too far But it started to lose me like a four-hour movie I¹d already seen Holding onto my memory of what this used to be Holding onto my memory of you Sometimes I tell myself that things are O.K. Another lie but it makes me feel better Never as old as I was today I¹m gonna breakdown In American Pompeii In American Pompeii Break myself just to live this way Never as old, as I was today American Pompeii Look in my eyes and see how sick I feel About what you¹ve become Filthy and twisted like you never existed I know what you were Your beaty forgotten under mountains of schism I don¹t want to climb Giving up my memory of what this used to be Giving up my memory of you Sometimes I tell myself that things are O.K. Another lie but it makes me feel better Never as old as I was today I¹m gonna breakdown In American Pompeii In American Pompeii Break myself just to live this way Never as old, as I was today American Pompeii Try to imagine the best place I¹ve been Can I go back again Open my eyes it just no longer exists I can¹t go back again I¹m giving up my memory of what this used to be Giving up my memory of you Main Solo : Charlie Solo Tag : Mike Tempesta Shaker : Scott Bongos : Charlie Top Drop the Ball Killing myself Someone said the fix is in Killing myself Once again, once again Over easy Burnt, my mind is overdone Life¹s a jigsaw Why can¹t I find the missing one Even though I¹ve felt I¹ve proven what it is I¹m worthy of I can¹t exist inside the boundaries of the so-called world of love Someone rescue my downward virtue I dropped the ball again Hands that touch me Take 'em all away Patronizing Will you hear what I say Fuck your caring No one knows what¹s in my heart Bring it all down Break it all down to parts Everytime I have considered why it is I¹m even here Calm collected copasetic, no good reasons why I fear No one rescue my downward virtue Even though I¹ve felt I¹ve proven what it is I¹m worthy of I can¹t exist inside the boundaries of the so-called world of love No one rescue, no one rescue I dropped the ball again I never felt for you for anyone I never ate off the same plate Drop the ball I dropped the ball I take from you, I rape from you I kill myself when I think of you Drop the ball I dropped the ball I take from you, I break from you I used to know how to be human Drop the ball I dropped the ball I take from you, I hate from you No one rescue my downward virtue No one rescue, no one rescue Main Solo : Paul Crook Chime : Charlie Floor Tom Hits : Charlie & Scott Top Tester I`ve changed, by staying the same What does it mean to be different ? You've changed, faced from the start Tell me, an alternative to what ? How does it feel ? How does it feel to be part of the picture you... Paint me into a corner Tearing my niche, 'Cause I'm the opposite of opposite Test your new model and see Test your new model against the original I¹m the man you wanna be So test your new model and once again you fail me Planted, I'm staying in touch Driven, by something with substance Plugging, away I'm O.K. You¹ll be, here today, gone today How does it feel ? How does it feel to be part of the picture you... Paint me into a corner Tearing my niche 'Cause I¹m the opposite of opposite Test your new model and see Test your new model against the original I¹m the man you wanna be So test your new model and once again you fail me For me, things are the same I have no problem with fame I can be everyman 'Cause my friends never shout my name Test your new model and see Test your new model against the original I¹m the man you wanna be So test your new model and once again you fail me Main Solo : Charlie End Solo : Scott Talkbox : Charlie Stomping! Scott, Charlie, Frank, John, Paul C., Mike M., Zach. Top Bare Standing on some dotted line Reacting to the hands of time A circumstance that I¹ve been fed Leaving questions in my head Find the space that was left bare An empty space I¹d gladly share One must live while one must die Combined paired up for so many years Unsure if I really want to shed a tear Signing off is always so clearly done A number 2 is now reduced to one Find the space that was left bare An empty space I¹d gladly share When your clock is up And you rest for good I will cut off my armpiece Just like we agreed we would One must live while one must die While the other argues that The world ain¹t fair But then who ever promised Anybody equal share You might as well forget What you gambled on 'Cause plans never go by the way they're drawn When your clock is up And you rest for good I will cut off my armpiece Just like we agreed we would One must live while one must die I can¹t say goodbye It¹s all I can do to get up every morning And when all else fails I try To face myself and everything else But mostly I wonder why E-Bow Solo : Charlie Acoustics : Charlie & Scott Percussion : Charlie Top Total playing time : 50:58 © 1995 Elektra / Warner Out on October, 24 1995 Anthrax are : Scott Ian : Rhythm guitars, assorted noises, vocals Charlie Benante : Drums, guitars Frank Bello : 4 and 12-string bass, vocals John Bush : Vocals Dimebag Darrel is the guitarist from Pantera All music by Charlie Benante All lyrics by Scott Ian and John Bush Melody lines by Ian, Bush, Bello, and Benante All songs arranged by Anthrax Top

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