NiNE iNCH NiALS BRoKeN Transcribed by FeTuS@TheCel

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NiNE iNCH NiALS BRoKeN Transcribed by FeTuS@TheCell (817) 870-1060 All songs writen, compossed, preformed and produced by Trent Reznor - 'cept 2,3,and6 produced bu flood and Trent Reznor... Pinion - Insturmental Wish - This is the first day of my last days I buit it up now I take it apart climbed real high now fall down real far no need for me to stay the last thing I had I just threw away i put my faith in god and my trust in you now there nothing more fucked up I can do wish there was something real wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you im the one with out a soul im the one with big fucking hole no new tale to tell twenty-six years on my way to hell gotta listen to your big time hard luck line bad luck fist fuck dont think youre the only one having fun you know me i hate every one wish there was something real wish there was something true wish there was something real in this world full of you i want to but i cant turn back but i want to Last - gave up trying to figure it out my head got lost along the way worn out from giving it up my soul i pissed it all away still stings these shattered nerves pigs we get what pigs deserve im going all the way down im leaving today come come come on youve got to fill me up come come gotta let me inside of you come come come on you gotta fix me up come come gotta let me inside you still feel it all slipping away but it doesnt matter anymore every bodys still slipping away but it doesnt matter anymore look trough these blackened eyes youll see ten-thousand lies my lips my promise but my heart is a whore come come come on youve got to fill me up come come gotta let me inside of you come come come on you gotta fix me up come come come gotta let me get through to you this isnt meant to last this is for right now i know its all getting away it comes to me as no surprise i know whats coming to is never going to arrive fresh blood through tired skin new sweat to drown me in dress up that rotten carcas just to make it look alive come come come on youve gotta fill me up come come gotta let me inside of you come come come on youve got to fix me up come come gotta let me get through ot you this isnt meant to last this is for right now i wish i could put the blame on you i want you to make me i want you to make me i want you to break me then I want you to throw me away Help Me Im In Hell - Insturmental Happiness in slavery - slave screams he thinks he knows what he wants slave screams he thinks he has something to say slave screams he hears but he doesnt want ot listen slave screams hes being beaten into submission dont open your eyes you wont like what you see the devils of truth steal the souls of the free dont open your eyes take it from me i have found you can find happiness in slavery slave screams he spends his life learning conformity slave screams he claims he has his own identity slave screems hes going to cause the system to fall slave screams but hes glad to be chained to the wall dont open your eyes you wont like what you see the blind have been blessed with security dont open your eyes take it from me i have found you can find happiness in slavery i dont know what i am doing i dont know where ive been human junk just words and so much skin stick my hands through the cage of this endless routine just some flesh caught in this big broken machine happiness in slavery happiness in slavery happiness in slavery that controls you happiness in slavery that controls you happiness in slavery that controls you happiness in slavery that controls you happiness in slavery Gave Up - perfect little dream the kind that hurt the most forgot how it feels well almost no one to blame always the same open my eyes wake up wake up wake up in flames it took you to make me realize it took you to make me realize it took you to make me realize it took you to make me see the light samshed up my sanity smashed my integrity smashed up what i belive in smashed up whats left for my smashed up my everything smashed up all that was true gonna smash my self to peices i dont know what else to do covered in hope and vaseline still cannot fix this broken machine watching the hole it used to be mine just watching it burn in my steady systematic decline of the trust i will betray give it to me i throw it all away after everything ive done i hate my self for what ive become i tried i gave up i tried i gave up i tried i gave up i tried i gave up throw it away Physical - i wanna take you baby i wanna take you out i wanna wine and dine you oh I wanna twist and twist and shout i want you all in my arms so soft in my bed youve got the key to my heart when you wear that sleek dress but your to physical physical to physical too me but your to physical physical to me i want your rough ass baby i want this right and right here i let your feel your danger i let you make this feeling clear here i want touch up your charms the heat heat of you breath i want to say all those things that are better off unsaid but your too physical physical to me but your too physical for me to physical too me your just to physical your just to physical to fucking physical no no no no, no too physical too, too physical your to physical SUCK - (original Pig Face) there is no god up in the sky tonight no sign of heaven anywhere in sight all that was true is left behind once i could see, now i am blind dont want these dreams you try to sell this disease i give to my self how does it feel... how does it feel... she makes it sweeter than the sun it gets too tight i come undone it bow my head to confess her temple walls are made of flesh runs up my arms till im on track itches my skin right off my back ill heal your wounds ill set you free im jesus christ on extasy how does it feel... how does it feel... (i feel so dirty) (deep inside) (i am so dirty) (on the inside) (i am so dirty) (on the inside) (i am so dirty) (i feel so dirty) ahhhhhh, nooooo... how does it feel... how does it feel... too suck suck suck (a thousand lips) (a thousand times) (a thousand throwts) (a thousand lungs) (a thousand ways) (too make it true) (i wan to do) (terrible things to you)

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