This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Maze, psychopathic daze, I create this waste
Back away from tangents on the verge of drastic
Ways, can't escape this place, I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes I think I'm slowly dying
Put me in a homemade cellar
Put me in a hole for shelter
Someone hear me please all I see is hate
I can hardly breathe and I can hardly take it
Hands on my face overbearing I can't get out
Lost, ran at my own cost, hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak, all around me, weak, listening, incomplete
I am not a dog, but I'm the one your dogging
I am in a buried kennel
I have never felt so final
Someone find me please, losing all reserve
I am fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying
You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something inside me
There is something in you I despise
Cut me, show me, enter, I am
Willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase?
Empathy, out of my way
I can't die
You will see
Purity
Back away from tangents on the verge of drastic
Ways, can't escape this place, I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes I think I'm slowly dying
Put me in a homemade cellar
Put me in a hole for shelter
Someone hear me please all I see is hate
I can hardly breathe and I can hardly take it
Hands on my face overbearing I can't get out
Lost, ran at my own cost, hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak, all around me, weak, listening, incomplete
I am not a dog, but I'm the one your dogging
I am in a buried kennel
I have never felt so final
Someone find me please, losing all reserve
I am fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying
You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something inside me
There is something in you I despise
Cut me, show me, enter, I am
Willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledge in my pain, knowledge in my pain
Or was my tolerance a phase?
Empathy, out of my way
I can't die
You will see
Purity
Lyrics submitted by thewhitepony33, edited by wutsanaple
Purity Lyrics as written by Corey Taylor Christopher Fehn
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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