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Self Medicated

by DEPOSIT

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1.
Spoon-fed 02:51
Spoon-fed Created sick and forced to be well They flush your brain, down the drain Created sick and forced to be well. Now you’re the blame for going Insane . No cure no remedy, rotting out internally. Spoon-fed since day one You chewed this shit for way to long shoved down your throat, chemical overdose, Overexposed Never to be diagnosed The same dish day by day still living days in daze Disgust by the taste that feeds this mind with rage They listen, but all they got to say is shut that big mouth and sit up straight. Created sick and forced to be well. They flush you’re brain, down the drain Created sick and forced to be well. Now you’re the blame for going insane. No cure no remedy, that can set you free No cure no remedy, Rotting out internally
2.
Recipe 02:26
What’s the deal with this competition? Close you’re eyes to see what’s real Pretend to act like civilized men With a heart that has nothing to conceal Clinched to dreams formed out of filth and greed We take what we want but not what we need Lost your mind on this bowl of rashness Get it, get it, get it done, your mind’s always restless For every problem we find a solution For the solution we find another problem Common sense to come to the conclusion Accepting salvation, that’s the illusion The society runs on sales and productivity The best ingredients for a mental illness recipe A blind person, could see the lack of harmony constructed for the cause, a product of society Clinched to dreams formed out of filth and greed We take what we want but not what we need Lost your mind on this bowl of rashness Get it, get it, get it done, your mind’s always restless You can’t deny that in the end you will see We’re all part of this mental illness recipe You can’t deny that in the end you will see We’re all part of this mental illness recipe We’re all part of this mental illness recipe
3.
The choice is yours, do you want to fit in? Tell me what happens under that skin The lying truth, you can’t resist Will you follow, or will you exist? A world in chains, a world in strain, spending this life detained We are different but live the same, suppressed by force, suppressed with pain. Watching our life’s get exposed, using fear to take control. You’re just a barcode, faceless and replaceable Shaped minds and empty souls, so fucking desperate, afraid for the unknown You’re just a barcode, faceless and replaceable You’re just an empty soul, faceless and replaceable How can you pretend that you live and fly, when you’re born to serve and die? The choice is yours, do you want to fit in? Tell me what happens under that skin. The lying truth, you can’t resist Will you follow, or will you exist? The lying truth
4.
Numb 02:39
Lost in my mind, room to improve I shoo myself in everything I do I try to run away, running away from reality Focus my mind on every step I take No satisfaction in every move I make I try to run away, running away from reality From reality Living on my toes, I never live in peace Blind for the things I’ve been heading, and the ones that I achieve How can I fill the void of this empty life? Numb to feel satisfied How can I fill the void of this empty life? Numb to feel satisfied How can I fill the void of this empty life? Numb to feel satisfied This is me running away from reality Lost in myself, I got no destiny I’m running, running away, from reality I’m running, running away, from reality Lost in my mind, room to improve I shoo myself in everything I do I try to run away, running away from reality Focus my mind on every step I take No satisfaction in every move I make I try to run away, running away from reality From reality How can I fill the void of this empty life? Numb to feel satisfied How can I fill the void of this empty life? Numb to feel satisfied
5.
Brace for impact, I’m ready to pay the tax These broken bones, ain't holding me back Do your worst, let it hurt, cause I will never learn These broken bones ain't holding me... ain't holding me back! Call me worthless, Call me reckless, do I look like a fool? You say I’m empty, but my glass is half-full Fuck your prescriptions, injections or pills I’ve seen enough, I just live for the thrill There ain’t a purpose in this life, So move up, screw up, let me waste my time. I’m on the edge and I’m doing fine. At least I do what feels right. I’m Self, Medicated Self Medicated Self Medicated Self Medicated baby! Got to create my mindful state, the road to redemption Escaping this bullshit, is a matter of comprehension I just do what feels right, so baby hold on tight We make sure at the end of de road, we are ready to fucking die. I’m Self, Medicated Self Medicated Self Medicated Self Medicated This is what is left of me what is left of me what is left of me Brace for impact, I’m ready to pay the tax These broken bones, ain't holding me back Do you worst, let it hurt, cause I will never learn These broken bones ain't holding me... ain't holding me back!

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released March 1, 2019

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DEPOSIT Buren, Netherlands

Deposit is a dutch hardcore band formed in 2015. This four piece band shares their vision with the world, through their own and energetic style.
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