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Fry Child
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Fry Child was released on October 30, 2014 by Anomaly House as a part of the album Shadowbox
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Release DateOctober 30, 2014
LabelAnomaly House
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominick L Balsamo
Dominick L Balsamo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Stare into the demon speed of a spinning universe
Regenerate the amputate, now scream another verse
A bleeding heart torn out and poured into a bowl
Replaced with a stolen systematic soul
Every day's a suicide, smash the wall of empty pride
Killer wolf is on the prowl, full moon brings the deadly howl
Explosive epidemic of electric neon plague
Premonition of corruption, mind eruption, feelings vague
Fry child, live short live wild
Fight hard 'til bones are piled
Unspoiled, undefiled
All who live long enough come to be reviled
Push it down, push it down, pretend it's not there
Hold it back, hold it back, tell yourself you don't care
Act like you're the same, the same as everyone
But the shadow grows stronger when it's hidden from the sun
Push it down, push it down, pretend it's not real
Hold it back, hold it back, no matter how bad it feels
Craft a smiling mask to obscure what's inside
Don't let anyone see the ugliness you hide
Push it down, push it down, choke when you swallow
Hold it back, hold it back, so full and yet so hollow
Lock it up tight and never let it out
Deny the voice inside, never let them know your doubt
Push it down, push it down, bury what's true
Hold it back, hold it back, don't let them see the real you
Blame it on the devil, though the devil's in your eyes
So keep them shut tight while you hide in your disguise
Paint a picture with your words and the walls red with your mind
Shout until you're voiceless, nothing left to leave behind
Empathy is priceless, apathy is everywhere
The Doomsday Clock is ticking, can you hear it in the air?
Blackest of the truly black, the answer is in the attack
All that's inside you and me, displayed here for all to see
The darkest part of night always comes before the sun
Will we ever see it? Or has the end begun?
Fry child, live short live wild
Fight hard 'til bones are piled
Unspoiled, undefiled
All who live long enough come to be reviled.
Written by: Dominick L Balsamo
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