1. |
Everyone Deserves To Die
03:56
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I started thinking about what Bill Gates said
About the world being overpopulated
I started thinking about the rapists, cannibals, and theives
Willfully ignorant slobs, and man made disease
Then I asked who will save the planet, our beloved mother Earth?
Maybe we'll start when shitty people stop giving birth
Everyone deserves to die
I believe in genocide
If we were less destructive, I'd say we that could stay alive
But we are not, so we should probably just die
We use non biodegradable cosmetics
Turn chickens into McNuggets as we alter their genetics
For what? To suck up resources, with no mind for divine wisdom?
We're too pre occupied with Jersey shore, and fake terrorism on our televisions
We have electric cars but still choose emissions to fund wars on religion
I hope all these NFL dog fighting champs are the first ones in line to get gassed at the FEMA camps
Everyone deserves to die
You should consider suicide
If we were much more conscious, our society would thrive
But it does not, so we should all just fucking die
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
I have a cavity that's better than you
Look what we've done to this beautiful planet
We're poaching chinchilla fur, cuz rich hos demand it
I'm down with the final solution
Biblical end times with Mayan conclusions
Stock up on supplies and pray for your souls
Say goodbye to your vain selfish goals
Everyone deserves to die
Why are only canines euthanized?
Love is the force that helps a species survive
But we have none, so we should all die
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2. |
Anger Management Girl
03:41
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Some days I want to murder civillians
But she's always there to remind me of prison
I don't need anger management
because she is one that helps me take a deep breath
Whenever things aren't going so great
She finds the words to make it a better day
Some days when my rage has manifested
She is my savior, she keeps me from getting arrested
I want to thank her for the times she saves me
From chokeslamming old ladies and curbstomping babies
Whenever things aren't going so great
She finds the words to make it a better day
There is no other way to say
Having her around makes everything ok
Most guys wish they had a chick like this one
Not the psycho ones that you just want to punch, make their mascara run, shoot them with a gun
I do more than tolerate her
I sing a song and I serenade her
I like our in depth conversations
I like the way we mash potaters
Everything's ok...
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I'm notorious
for saying things that are verbally torturous
Some folks don't have the skin
To repel the glare of my sarcastic grin
I get in trouble for the things I say
You can't get past it, though it's been 3 years this may
No repairs
of historic affairs
That's just the way am
Sometimes I don't give a damn
I'm a fighter. I'm not a lover.
So what? I said those things about your mother.
I can't believe. I can't believe
You'd still hold it against me
Sticks and stones will break your bones
But my words will make you cry when you're all alone
I never offer an apology
Cruelty is just in a cancer's astrology
Kind of odd to hold a grudge
Just because I called you a dumb slut
Trust me, I would never hit a lady
But I probably slap a bitch if that bitch started acting crazy
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4. |
Get To Know Me
02:58
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There's the face, it doesn't lie
But every coin has another side
It's right in front of you, it's not cryptic
You just gotta take the time to flip it
But they won't see it as an opportunity
Being shunned away is nothing new to me
But I know I just gotta be patient
What do these stuck up hos got against Asians?
You don't have to take my hand,
you just gotta take chance
There's a side that no knows of
I am an abridged story
I keep it locked, I don't let it out
Not til you get to know me
There's a devil sitting next to my neck
He's there to keep the other devil sittin there in check
I'm not sure about the angels whereabouts
He's probably somewhere on the inside looking out
If he is he sees the beauty in your heart
He sees you as a classic work of art
There's something special in everyone of us
Just like in a tiny little schoolbus
So don't let Jesus take the wheel,
it's up to you to show me how you feel
There's a side that no knows of
I am an abridged story
I keep it locked, I don't let it out
Not til you get to know me
It's not that I'm afraid
Of what the people have to say
But I just wanna hold out for someone
to get to know me
There's lots of people that don't even know me
Before they hear me out, they disown me
I'm not lonely, I got my homies
and a woman that's lovely, If you judge me, then blow me
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5. |
Eve Of Destruction
02:55
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There is no fraternity
Lost sense of comradery
Forgotten ways of tribes
Replaced by leading separate lives
Proclamation
Of a nation
Is Lamens terms for
segregation
Disharmonious
Mutiny
Against the truth of our
Unity
I believe it's our petty beliefs
That govern company we keep
On the eve of destruction
There is chaos in our hearts
No room for forgiveness
The more that people grow apart
Brotherhood now privacy
Among secret societies
Not in the cities, or on the streets
No one can spare a bite to eat
For a friend
Or for a neighbor
Just displays of
anti social behavior
Don't talk to strangers
They may be rapists
They're homophobic
They may be racist
Led as pawns by kings and bishops
We buy into left-right politics
On the eve of destruction
There is chaos in our hearts
No room for forgiveness
The more that people grow apart
Judmental reservations
Supplement lack of patience
Embrace this dissonance
We're all just hatred instruments
Wage slaves are caged slaves
who's labor is warfare
Dark age days are in play
The product is despair
Remain this dissonant
and we're all dead
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6. |
Communication Failure
03:51
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Obstinance and compromise
Somehow never see eye to eye
How can I feel so out of place
When I'm always standing in your way
We crowd each others space, but we're still both alone
Funny how things work in the end but sometimes they don't
I know I'm never gonna see things your way
So I won't try to make you stay
I try to still be here, but I'm already gone
I'm not making progress but I'm always moving on
All of a sudden we happened, I'm saddened
That things got so stagnant, Now we're speaking in static
So cold and distant
Seemingly Satisfaction resistant
I'll push you until you fall
To see any emotion from you at all
I know you'll never see things my way
There's nothing that I can say
I try to still be here, but I'm already gone
I'm not making progress but I'm always moving on
Maybe we wouldn't be here just because
If only we still had faith in us
Saying the same thing at the same time is no communication
Feelings get lost in translation
I know there's no turning back now (There's no turning back)
But I won't let you see me breakdown (I won't let you see me that way)
We're so tired of shifting the blame (So tired of taking this fall)
But we keep playing these stupid games (So done with these games)
(So tired, so tired of being to blame, so tired of these stupid games)
I know we'll never see things that way
I try to still be here, but I'm already gone
I'm not making progress but I'm always moving on
Maybe we wouldn't be here just because
If only we still had faith in us
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7. |
The Rhythm
03:02
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I'm not the kind of guy you'd see on the cover of a magazine
I'm not the kind of personality that can captivate you on the movie screen
I'm just kind of a geek but when I meet the fly hunnies I start talking sweet
Hoping maybe they can see past my lack of style and my crooked teeth
I'm not too nice and I'm not too pretty
But I got enough rock and roll to build this city
If you wait I'll show that I,
I can keep the rhythm rockin all the time
I'm not your typical kinda guy
but I can keep the rhythm moving all the time
I don't have a lot of piercings, and sik tribal tattoos (brah)
I don't ice up my wrist and my neck like those famous rappers do (what?)
I don't own a black studded belt that holds up my designer women's jeans (I'm totally vain)
I don't have that awesome haircut like all the other guys in the scene (Mosh!)
I ain't your flavor of the week
The only thing I can be is me
If you wait I'll show that I,
I can keep the rhythm rockin all the time
I'm not your typical kinda guy
but I can keep the rhythm, yes I can keep the rhythm oh
Most girls don't think that I'm for real
They only care about the way the music makes em feel
I am not a model of men
I understand we can only be friends
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8. |
Callin' In Sick
03:13
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I'm not a very good tax slave
Don't have much in my 401k
I don't like to work all day long
I like to lay around and pet the dog
At work I can't drink my whisky
My family misses me
Don't care to win that bread
Just to repay the federal debt
Don't make me work today
I want to stay at home and play
video games, and not get dressed
Pour the tater chips right on my chest
Don't ask how I'll survive
Don't need no cash to stay alive
I'll just hang out with the homeless guys
I don't mind holding a sign
Some people live the American dream
Go to college when they turn 18
Get a masters degree, pursue a career
Shiny cars to drive, fancy suits to wear
But that just isn't my calling
I get my thrills off constantly falling
Off the wagon, it's more exciting
Living every day like I'm dying
Don't make me work today
I want to stay at home and play
video games, and not get dressed
Pour the tater chips right on my chest
Don't put your values on me
To sustain a collapsing economy
Burn you Dolce. Burn your Gabana
Feed you kids to a school of pirhanas
I am the death of the American dream
Not caring for worthless paper green
I'm calling in sick, I'm calling in sick
I'm sick of all you mindless hypocrites
Don't make me work today
I want to stay at home and play
video games, and not get dressed
Pour the tater chips right on my chest
Capitalist consumption
Overgrown and disgusting
Don't need benefits and tax deductions
born with nothing, I'll die with nothing
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I used to have a knack for invention
Until it was used for evil intention
This child of mine we tried to clone
Back at the old Technodrome
Killed by rapidly overgrown
Mutants who live underground
No one believes that they exist
My claims of them have been dismissed
Because of the story that I tell
I've been locked up inside a cell
But soon the one who knows of them will break me out
Now that I have lost my mind
I'm giving my body to the fly
With my trans-mutation gun
I'm taking revenge on everyone
If I aid the one who set me free
I can access the power of the three
fragments of the artifact
and destroy the mutants that carjacked
my van while I was in prison
Before I got sent to another dimension
By someone who I thought was my homie
Instead I was discarded by one of his kronies
After the disintegrator
I found out who was the traitor
Now that I have lost my mind
Given my body to the fly
With my trans-mutation gun
I'm taking revenge on everyone
I still haven't lost the fight
I'm just getting started cuz I've taken flight
You can't kill me and I'll tell you why
Cartoon bad guys never die
Being invisible in the room
Makes me superior to Jeff Goldblum
I'll realign molecules again
When the lightning strikes you're all so dead
They will fall into my trap when I kidnap the bimbo
I've been plotting this since the beginning of my interdimensional limbo
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10. |
With A Capital C
03:02
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Oh high school drama queens
Always trying to make a scene
Miserable human beings
The kitchen's where you need to clean
Ever since the women's rights
They started picking stupid fights
And spending hours on their appearance
Instead of being responsible parents
So let the government take care of the children
Get lots of credit cards, that way you can still spend
We wish you were a little bit brighter
So tie that noose just a little bit tighter
You try so hard
to suffocate
you unfortunately
suck at it
You cry and wail
but you try and fail until
you're crying out for air
You are Miss independent
Promiscuous drug addicted aids infected
Going through life without a clue
Because your mother was just like you
You post your rants on the internet
FML! FML! til you break a sweat
aquaintances reply with sympathy
Pity party, poor me, cry me a symphony
You sit around all day on the sofa
Read all the books recommended by Oprah
Get smashed on 2 Mike's Hard Lemonades
And drive your car through the doors of the abortion place
You try so hard
to suffocate
you unfortunately
suck at it
You cry and wail
but you try and fail until
you're crying out for air
I'm tired of your "suicides." They're just a cry for attention.
I thought by now you'd learn your lesson. Swallowing pills won't make it happen.
What happened to the cooks and nurses?
Women who walked with a purpose?
There's no more Joan Of Arc
Just stupid bitches that moan and bark
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11. |
Amerikan Death Cult
03:55
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Is there anybody out there with operational faculties?
Still free of denominations, not swayed by dualities?
If it's a war you want, it's a war you got
When you give away your free thought
You blame the environment you were raised in
Quite the effective indoctrination
Train your killing machines in the name of pride
Stain your hands with the blood of a little child
Now is there anybody out there not representing geography?
Not a pawn in a lifelong contract for an obsolete ideology?
They produce synthetic enemies
So you trade your sovereignty for security
Every time you fail to recognize a whole
You give away a piece of your soul
Train your killing machines in the name of pride
Stain your hands with the blood of a little child
Keep your ribbon magnets, keep your precious lies
Heros wrapped in flags aren't murderers disguised
Nurture you ego drive
And keep your fear alive
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12. |
Time Is Water
04:02
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And I still hang on to
Every word that's said
Every promise ending
in someones regret
I'm a treasure trove of lies
and negative sentiments
Full of bullet holes and knives
Quite the easy target
It's a fetish, I caress these hauntings
Hopeless devotion to the skeletons in my closet
I like to think that all of time is water
With every raindrop, all will be forgotten
Not as fragile as you'd think
I bury all of it so deep
Toughened by the threefold stings
I kept the karma receipts
Masochistic masturbatory items to get rid of
Useless trinkets of a recovering nostalgia victim
I like to think that all of time is water
With every raindrop, all will be forgotten
I built an ocean off of years of pain
It's time to send my project down the drain
It hurts so good, It hurts so good
At first I never thought it could
I'd pray for rain to wash it away
But it made me who I am today
I like to think that all of time is water
With every raindrop, all will be forgotten
I built an ocean off of years of pain
But it's time to send my project down the drain
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13. |
No Comfort Zone
03:30
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Hazy drive
In a poison mood
Sunset of blue
Sky sets an attitude
Map of circles, Take me home
Hypnotic spirals make me drone
Leave this town
Turn the car around
Tiny buzz
in the afternoon
Tainted blood
Precede the moon
Strangers approach me
Firearms aim closely
Take another breath
Nevermind the stench
Leave this town
Turn the car around
No comfort zone
(Take me to a place I know)
Take me home
(Take me home
Take me home)
Familiar territories
Anxiety tells stories
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14. |
Living In My Car
03:37
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Born distracted
Dying high and plastered
A generation of spirtual voids
Life is candy for the good girls and boys
Sweet sweet sugar coated
Reality of ego bloating
I keep spending all my money
I keep wasting my time
Every second is redundant
With every minute that goes by
We get addicted to the thrill
Of dodging oncoming buzzkills
99% peasants
Trapped in cyclic obsolescence
Oversensitize the pallet
Until it hardens to a callous
I keep spending all my money
I keep wasting my time
Every second is redundant
With every minute that goes by
I keep living on a prayer
I keep wishing on a star
That maybe someday will be better
I don't like living in my car
We've been so over stimulated
Too much time gone by to erase it
Zombie shoppers feed the corporations
Human sacrifice to the monster we created
Delusions of grandeur
Keep the children in pampers
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