G.g. Allin - Immortal Pieces Of Me lyrics

Pieces of me in a bottle Slivers of gla** melt through bullets Magnetic fingers bring you up from a Dark And dirty prison cell survival As rats scurry through ashes for my scraps My shimmering mind from a turn of a hand Sets the countdown to activate my boiling point Flashbacks of Hanover Street sticks of the eye From there 'til now sandwiched the war Do you remember that time The burning bridges and the burning houses Yes as we slept and crept the streets away As we looked for people in our prey Took you f*cking down 'til your last day The war began But so little compa**ion was built from the base 1956 Jesus Christ Allin Jesus Christ Allin As the time went You do what you do The pathical... The pathological eyes are victory's friend As my irrational thinking leaves me indiscretion But it will only compensate my vengeful furry As every ninety-seven cents as shattered illusions Visuals we keep are long and lonely As my ambush hits hard on enemy lines My ambush hits hard on enemy lines My ambush hits hard On enemy lines As society's backfire weakens its link We must always ready ourselves to engage And not defect when the duel is on Think not it will happen For surely it will But nothing a**ures immunity From the immortal pieces of me