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Somebody Punch Me
02:14
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Thinking of all the things I’ve done
I’m not sure how I ended up
In love like everybody else
I guess I should take it for what it is
And not overthink things like I
Always try to fucking do
These leftover cats are our grayscale collection
We’d certainly fail at a landlord’s inspection
Nobody exists that I’d rather be with
It’s all so easy it feels like we cheated
How can I repay you for being mine?
I’m so in debt to you being so kind
Somebody punch me cause I must be dreaming
Even when you’re annoying as hell
I’m smiling cause you’re being yourself and
You can’t be anybody else
I’ve never met anyone so good
With all your intentions it’s like
I made you up all for myself
These leftover cats are our grayscale collection
We’d certainly fail at a landlord’s inspection
Nobody exists that I’d rather be with
It’s all so easy it feels like we cheated
It doesn’t matter what’s to come
Just as long as I’m doing it with you
Somebody punch me cause I must be dreaming
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Obsessive compulsive bullshit dispenser
You waggle your weak chins in lieu of an answer
Hypocritical, pathological, use a decoy, fake a smile
Sacrificing children’s lives to make a sick point with your while
WE DON’T NEED NO FUCKING WALL
GRAB HIM BY THE FUCKING BALLS
You delight in laying down laws that you can’t keep
Exception to the rules your pockets are so deep
WE DON’T NEED NO FUCKING WALL
GRAB HIM BY THE FUCKING BALLS
Trophy wife empty life it’s all vapid we see
Through the gilded paint that you want us to believe
Look around at what’s become
Punishment for all you’ve done
Truth is one thing you can’t buy
Choke on pride and end this lie
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3. |
Living With Joanna
03:12
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Living with Joanna
I have a roommate who couldn’t be better
There isn’t a bad thing I could say about her
The only big difference between her and I is what she does behind closed doors
She scoops my cat’s litter without even shrugging
With bare hands and no tools she fixes the plumbing
It’s none of my business what she does in there as long as she cleans up after
She’ll use plastic sheets but only with your consent
It’s quite obscene with honorable intent
Can’t be easy finding people who are down
cause there’s just not a lot of folks who like shit play
Living with Joanna
It must be so lonely having a kink like this
It’s so rare to that anyone will even try piss
But I’m her best friend I’ll be there till the end and we have so much fun together
When she brings someone over she’s always respectful
I know they’re here cause she lifts the toilet bowl
I keep it low key as so not to disturb my girl and her special evening
She’ll use plastic sheets but only with your consent
It’s quite obscene with honorable intent
It can’t be easy finding partners who are down cause there’s just not a lot of folks who like shit play
Living with Joanna
C'mon, why don’t you just let her do it?
How can you say you don’t like something you've never even tried before?
Besides, Jo’s a professional. She knows what she's doing, it's not like you're her first.
Just let her squat over you. What are you, a prude?
Living with my
Living with my
Living with my
Friend Joanna
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4. |
Unholy
04:07
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I can’t believe what I’m seeing
An unholy bloodbath
I can’t help but laugh as they prey on me
Lead by my right hand
But I think that I’ll take the left handed path
Now that you’ve been revealed to me
SPEAKING IN TONGUES
Convulsing for an audience
EAT HIS BODY
Drink his fermented blood
Didn't forget little brother
Poured gasoline on his bed covers
Poured a cross out of salt burned candles in His name
Another Christian ritual again
I can’t believe what I’m seeing
An unholy bloodbath
I can’t help but laugh as they prey on me
Lead by my right hand
But I think that I’ll take the left handed path
Now that you’ve been revealed to me
SPEAKING IN TONGUES
Convulsing for an audience
EAT HIS BODY
Drink his fermented blood
They cross themselves and walk in a line
Chanting together, heads nod in time
Blindly trusting man's word about a place they’ve never seen
How can you define eternity?
I'd love to believe you but it sounds like a cult to me
Just another repressive group
I don't understand why people need something more to believe
When the world before them is filled with truth
I can’t believe what I’m seeing
An unholy bloodbath
I can’t help but laugh as they prey on me
Lead by my right hand
But I think that I’ll try the left handed path
Now that you’ve been revealed to me
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5. |
Use Me Up
02:56
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Use me, use me up
Don’t waste a bit
Use all, use all of me
Before you go throwing that away
I just want to point out that one day
I used that skin to close my eyes
Back when like you I was alive
It may not seem like such a waste
But I used that very tongue to taste
Do you even plan to use my feet?
My cheeks? My shins? My teeth?
So please use me
Use me, use me up
Don’t waste a bit
Use all, use all of me
If you just think for one second how much we have in common
Maybe you would reconsider the value that my whole body contains
Not to mention in some places those are considered delicacies
At least boil me down to make use of that marrow that was taken from me
Use me, use me up
Don’t waste a bit
Use all, use all of me
Use, use me up
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6. |
No Slowing Down
02:55
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Explosions of feathers as they go by
Vision is blurring while life subsides
It doesn’t matter if we stop now
Cause we’re the dreams of the carrion kind
What used to flourish is in demise
Species disappearing before our eyes
Despite it all there’s no slowing down
Cause we’re locked in at 80
A headless crow, a spineless snake
Did you all suffer the same fate?
Death by the toilings of man?
And what’s the accountability
Being oblivious to the crime?
Tell them to look both ways before they do anything
Crushed for all convenience's sake
Leaving bodies flattened in their wake
Tell them to look both ways before they do anything
What can I say to you?
Nothing will change
Some people see the truth but
The world remains
I’ve tried talking, I’ve tried pleading
But no one sees them cause they’re all blind
They’re all to busy being
Stuck in their selfish lives
Tell them to look both ways before they do anything
Crushed for all convenience's sake
Leaving bodies flattened in their wake
Tell them to look both ways before they do anything
No slowing down
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7. |
Mutación
03:21
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Genética en la basura
Color intencional
Joven para siempre
Porque no puede crecer
Belleza fue fundado
En los accidentes
No fue en laboratorio
Amor, usa tu mente
¿Que es salud?¿ Que es natural?
Y favor explicame ciencias
Cuando estético es la prioridad, dígame por favor!
¿Que paso diversidad?
Mutación biología
Genético en la basura
Color intencional
Joven para siempre
Porque no puede crecer
¿Que es salud?¿ Que es natural?
Y favor explicame ciencias
Cuando estético es la solamente prioridad,dígame por favor!
¿Que paso diversidad?
¿Y que paso a ciencias?¿Que paso a razon de leyendo?
¿Y por favor explicame porque gente prefieran ojos azules por que no me importa?
Mutación biología
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8. |
Circus Fire
03:17
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Outdated, oppressive family vacation
I thought we were past this as a nation
You say it's for the kids, but it's about control
Bet the whole damn farm on the strength of your tent pole
Your prohibition promises assuming we're not human
START TODAY! I want the species to see light tomorrow
WE ALL SAY that we want to progress and not go back to before
Your three rings are going down
Your three rings are burning down
Everyone scrambles, no one saw it coming
Your ignorance has the whole circus running
Who would have thought that the match would light?
It may strike fear but we're ready for a fire fight
Your prohibition promises assuming we're not human
START TODAY! I want womankind to see light tomorrow
WE ALL SAY that we want to progress and not go back to before
Your three rings are going down
Your three rings are burning down
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