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Anthrax Volume 8 The Threat Is Real

Can't stop eating Can't stop eating Can't stop eating She's so fat Can't stop eating Can't stop eating Can't stop eating She's so fat Can't stop eating

Loomin' large like a favorite son One more time comes my obsession Like a mountain stream that ends in mud I'm wading in waiting for the flood, sinkin

'm in, I'm out I'm breaking though the darkness and it knocked me over Into the light of an older soul, and I'll never die 'Cause everything I am is in

Now you see me, now you don't Go before I am the goat Get away with murder Kill me when you're through Do I have to give up me To be loved by you? Get

Two is all it needs to be One catastrophe and everything's inside and out And you, you make no sense to me Does your philosophy keep you running down

tip my cap and I step up I fix myself to the right I move right into the firing zone And scream, drink, fuck or fight It's just a matter of respect Or is

Ain't prepared to dive But uncover all my darkest fears This ain't no covert operation I don't have that much concentration Staring at the clock And my patience is

: (Anthrax) All these days I've been the hard man All these days it's been so hard man To live my life for someone else In fear of being honest with

: (Anthrax) I have always been an experiment in terror At least I can only kill you once Standing aloof when I made up my mind Reaching, why it's better