Black Daze - Overkill

Name the father, son &the fixer

And to the warmth we all feel inside

Strap it on and pour the elixir

To the days we count as alive

Concrete Jesus in a hell of a fix

He makes his living on a heavy-handed mix

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Black daze, white haze

Shoot me down the adrenaline highway

Black daze, white haze

Shoot me up, count me alive

Seem to pray whenever I need it

Seem to sin whenever I want

Strap it on intending to bleed it

An easy mark, so nonchalant

Concrete Jesus got the law on his side

He gets his kicks pissing on my pride

Call in the fixer

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Amputated spirit, executed soul

None but the shell of before

Exterminated feel it as it fills the hole

Here them screaming, they want more

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