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Bastard Case
02:15
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I'm bailing. Derailing. Continuously failing.
The lesson's forgotten. I've spoiled myself rotten.
My needing for a beating. Is this line worth repeating?
I don’t want to blame myself. Hell no.
Back in the corner.
Mistakes. I'm sorry. I'm ending my life's story.
I'm begging and pleading for this heart to stop beating.
The pain that I caused you, I caused it unintentionally.
You want nothing to do with me. I know.
Back in the corner.
‘Cause I’m a bastard son.
I care for no one.
I’m looking out for Number One.
‘Cause I’m that bastard son.
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I don’t like what I’ve become.
When I was twenty-four, I was convinced I'd rule the world.
Be on top, but ended up where I am with the working poor.
When he was twenty-four, Frankie Venom ruled the world.
But then he died alone from cancer cells.
I don’t like what I’ve become.
Bukowski, Wolfe, and Hemingway, they all shined back in their day.
And all I've achieved is student debt and broken dreams.
In all reality, I'm not where I thought I'd be.
All my heroes, they're all dead. They killed themselves.
I don’t like what I’ve become.
I always meant to make a change,
But these days I've got nothing to spare.
I don’t like what I’ve become.
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Thin Skin
01:56
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You think you've got it all figured out.
You're flaking out but we never really had a doubt.
About time you put your money where your mouth is.
And realize that no one gives a shit.
You want to brag when you try to lend a hand.
Prove to us that you're a bigger man.
You're shaking hands and kissing ass.
Making friends when you're flashing that cash.
You’ve got thin skin and your heart's starting to show.
You got thin skin and you hate losing control.
You promised these kids a decent show
But put them on after the bar closed.
We paid the door and other bands.
Guess you're stuck with an empty hand.
Stick it.
You’ve got thin skin and your heart's starting to show.
You got thin skin and you hate losing control.
Get fucked.
You think you've got it all figured out.
You're a piece of shit but we never really had a doubt.
About time you put your money where your mouth is.
And realize that no one gives a shit.
You’ve got thin skin and your heart's starting to show.
You got thin skin and you hate losing control.
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Your Generation
02:29
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Hello and welcome, we've been waiting here for you.
A small empire hooked on everything you do.
We'll keep you from being beaten up and bruised,
Just feed us every day with all your personal views.
By any means, buy any means to feel anything.
Keep spending energy on recognition reciprocity.
By any means, buy any means to feel anything.
Create a cult of safe spaces where everybody knows your name.
You're losing steam. We haven't heard from you in quite a while.
Just spew out all your guts and ignore the petty bile.
You'll be remembered for the insight you provide
On how the world's messed up and you're the only one who’s right.
By any means, buy any means to feel anything.
Keep spending energy on recognition reciprocity.
By any means, buy any means to feel anything.
Create a cult of safe spaces where everybody knows your name.
Stop chasing morals and pleasing people you will never meet.
Vapid validation, depreciating currency.
Build homes from broken phones on foundations of electricity.
Erect a city as a monument to who we'd rather be.
We all try and act and fall and fail.
We're "living life" to no avail.
Erect false homes from zeros and ones
To hide our inner demons.
Stop pretending. It’s just a waste of time.
Stop pretending. Perpetuating lies.
Stop pretending. It’s just a waste of time.
Stop Pretending. You're barely alive.
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I Seen You In The Obits
02:47
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I got the message not so clear. Another one just disappeared.
You didn't know you had it all. A casualty of Carfentanil.
I hate to say I’m not surprised but you deserved a better life.
I did the same damn thing that night. I got fucked up just out of spite.
Now I wonder if they'll know now that they're alone.
I hope found your ride that night. Away from these city lights.
Another early grave but I still don't change my ways.
Another spin around the earth. The lesson's taught but nothing's learned.
I seen you in the obits.
If I'm not home, just check the obits.
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We're Dying, Dudes
02:51
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It’s another intervention with the best of intentions.
It's time to make some corrections and move on.
But I make the connection to craving attention,
And then I start to realize that something's gone wrong.
But I can’t change your mind and convince you that I'm fine.
No matter what I do, it all gets back to you.
I can't waste my time waiting for a sign.
Don’t tell me what to do.
It's not like I planned it. It's what they demanded.
Repeat as directed and you'll get by.
And if you just try to listen you just might give a shit.
I mean, nobody's perfect but we still try.
But I can’t change your mind and convince you that I'm fine.
No matter what I do, it all gets back to you.
I can't waste my time waiting for a sign.
Don’t tell me what to do.
Those motherfuckers. They try to take what they don't need.
Those motherfuckers. They try to force their beliefs.
But I can’t change your mind and convince you that I'm fine.
No matter what I do, it all gets back to you.
I can't waste my time waiting for a sign.
Just tell me what to do. Are you in or are you through?
It’s the best that I could do.
I did it all for you.
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7. |
After The Green Rush
01:31
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This skin I'm in feels like a prison.
These ribcage bars. My brain is the guard.
My genetic cell has me trapped in Hell.
I'm locked in the hole and there's no parole.
I'm stuck with myself.
Don't deserve nobody else.
I wish you cared how I felt
Because if it happened to you, you'd be fucked up, too.
I see no end to this temperament.
No insight in sight. No gender identified.
Let's not pretend we've reached a betterment
When I cannot express my heart. My whole.
You don't have to pass.
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I'm fast to go back into overdraft and spending half my pay.
I'm staring blankly at a screen every goddamn day.
But at the end of the day I'll just say that I'm fine.
No one wants to hear it. Out of sight is out of mind.
I know that I’m better and I'm wasting all my time.
Some asshole makes a dollar while I'm making a dime.
You've been on my fucking back like it’s going out of style.
If you want to see some progress, it’s going to be a while.
You're sitting right beside me but you still feel far away.
I know what we used to have has finally seen its day.
You've been jumping down my throat like it's going out of style.
If you want to wait for me to change it's going to be a while.
Nothing bothers me when I am dead asleep.
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Stranger Fruit
04:01
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Frustrated and aimless. Crushed under the weight of
A million "mistakes" swept under the rug.
We tried every way, to chart a different course and save some dignity. Let’s try another way. The city burns so bright on and on through fire-lit nights.
This world, it's not for you anymore.
We've subverted your social norms,
As I'm sure you'll learn.
Stop trying to be victimized,
Deluded by your views and blind to truths.
You brought this on yourselves.
We'll tear down your constructs. Bohemian havens,
Protecting your beliefs that you control our liberties.
No, don't try to dissuade. Producing other lies as baseless alibis.
We hear everything. Your racist rhetoric and your rapist shit.
This world, it's not for you anymore.
We’ve subverted your social norms,
As I'm sure you'll learn.
Stop trying to be victimized,
Deluded by your views and blind to truths.
You brought this on yourselves.
Our world, it's not for these hypocrites.
Two-faced, lying, misogynists.
Show them who they are,
Nothing but petty dinosaurs clinging to dying dreams.
Time to raze them down and build on fertile ground.
This world (No!), it's not for you anymore.
(You weasel scum, I hope you rot away in early graves)
We've subverted your social norms,
As I'm sure you'll learn.
Stop trying (Stop lying!) to be victimized,
(Destroy your legacies and forget your names)
Deluded by your views and blind to truths.
You brought this on yourselves.
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10. |
Bad Mood Rising
01:43
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There's a bad mood on the rise.
It's time to find a place to hide.
Because when I said I’m fine,
You know I lied.
I’m in a bad mood.
You said I'd self destruct
So I guess we’re all fucked.
I’m a fucking atom bomb
And my veins are pumping napalm.
I’m in a bad mood.
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You Remind Me
02:22
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I ain't got much pride in taking my own life.
But it's the push to the edge that makes me feel alive.
I'm old enough to think but dumb enough to sink and that's my right.
Gangway because I'm about to dive.
No one appreciates my lack of abilities.
They just tell me to smile. May I have another, please?
No one stops to think. No one cares to think of what I've done
And I don't care to pick up on their subtleties.
A piece of mind can help this life feel whole
While trying to resuscitate this heart and soul.
I pick you up just to let you down because I never try.
I see you choke back tears but I don't bat an eye.
Who cares what I think. Let's have another drink, if that's alright?
This next round’s on you because this is our last night.
I can never blame you for having to go.
I lost sight of everything that I should know.
But you remind me.
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12. |
Foreign Policy
04:42
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When you're struggling to make ends meet
And you're living life in misery
And you're dragging yourself down.
When I have you next to me,
I'm convinced that we'll have them beat
And we'll turn this place around.
Why am I so tired?
Praying won't get you out of debt
Or remove the gun from your head
So close your eyes and just accept.
With a company that you can't keep
And a family that you can't feed.
You're already five feet down.
Why am I so tired?
With the promises they don't keep
And the treaties that they breach.
Yeah, they'll always bring you down.
Expect no apology.
It's just foreign policy.
Those women deserve to be found.
Why am I so tired?
They never really go away. (We never really go away).
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