Annotations Of An Autopsy - Born Dead lyrics

The sound of laughter inside your head Don't you wish you were born dead The sound of laughter inside your head Makes you wish you were born dead Born dead, you make me f**ing sick!! No future, no guilt, destined to walk the line of mediocrity Nothing can become of what is born dead A society taken in by your wall of smoke Cloaking your face, a disposable entity Born with the intent to breathe but never achieving your goal The sound of laughter inside your head Don't you wish you were born dead The sound of laughter inside your head Makes you wish you were born dead Born dead, you make me f**ing sick!! The entire human race will acknowledge you as the earth's biggest mistake Existence is defective by nature, as we lie in our own filth and stagnate Failure was inevitable Close your eyes, and prey that you don't wake up Lay in your own filth, you have to future, no guilt Destined to walk the line of mediocrity We, we took your soul, there was no remorse as we dug your grave You were a cancer and we cut you out We, we took your soul, there was no remorse as we buried you And they'll be no tears as we spit upon your grave The sound of laughter inside your head Don't you wish you were born dead The sound of laughter inside your head Makes you wish you were born dead Born dead, you make me f**ing sick!!!!