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Long Sloppy
03:29
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I’ve been waiting my whole life to leave this Eden
Nothing is here but some backwater bullshit
Not even the tex mex is decent
Now that we’re here in the maw of this hellhole
We’re sucked in right back here again
There creatures are vicious; they’re stupid, tenacious
I wouldn’t call most of you friends
I don’t know what we’ve become
If I’m the man for this job
Then I’ll take the god damn check
Just don’t expect me to grin
And protect your neck
Keep your voices down
Stay off the ground
The goal here is not to vibrate
Keep your voices down
Stay off the ground
The goal here is not to vibrate
We’ll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love
We’ll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you love
We’ll dance on the edge of a knife to save everything you’ve ever loved
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs cold; our hearts still bleed
Our blood runs
What what
What the hell am I still doing here
You people can’t decide on a god damn thing at all
I tried my best to explain to y’all
You gonna’ shake that ass, or is that just a tremble of fear?
It doesn’t matter where they came from
Forget the god damn name
Just tell me how to kill these things
And I’ll go on my way
Now you’ve got no words
Oh now you’ve got no jokes
Now the other best idea
Is hanging from that rope, yeah?
Can you fly?
Can you fly?
Can you fly?
Can you fly?
Can you?
Around and around we all go
Where we stop, nobody knows; get on
They’ve got us all surrounded
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Let’s rejoice the king is dead so now we feast
Internal bleeding; terminal liver disease
Skin the carcass; drink the blood for strength and wear the teeth
Own your ego before it kills you
Shut the fuck up with speaking your truth
We’ve seen all this before
Lonely corpses on a dance floor
Fashions fade and style is eternal
Slit the throats of the gods
Slit the throats of the gods
Slit the throats of the gods
Slit the throats of the gods
Let the blood dry on the floor
Let the blood dry on the floor
Let the blood drain on
Cause no one’s getting out alive
Yeah no one’s getting out
Let the blood dry on the floor
Let the blood dry on the floor
Let the blood drain on
Cause no one’s getting out alive
Yeah no one’s getting out out alive
I couldn’t resist
The violence so sweet
Fermented rotten fruit
We’ve seen all this before
Lonely corpses on a dance floor
Your passion is worthless in death
Now the bones are picked
The vultures fed; the cycle just repeats
Power vacuums; psychic terrorism pulling teeth
You’ve forgotten how to fend for yourself
Earn your keep
Contribute please
Contribute please
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I Just Want Pink Eye
02:27
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Fading starlets cashing in on nostalgia way too late
Stagnant icons dictate just how to stay in your lane
What’s the point?
The keepers of the gates of awe have descended
Get in line; act the part
It’s not that fucking hard
Mothers devouring young
Regurgitating their souls
Taxidermies family circle; see you’ve gone and done it now
No doubt it’s all perfect en masse
In fact I’m betting on it; trust me
Cause it’s all this back and forth bullshit
And I really couldn’t give a damn
For what it’s worth I think you’re probably doing your own best
For what it’s worth I think you should probably give it a fucking rest
It sure as hell ain’t me
Doing damage; you’ll see
You’ve done enough for the both of us
And I cannot stress enough:
Give up, give up, give up
This has gone for far too long
This has gone for far too long
This has gone for far too long
This has gone on for far too long
Glorious orgy of death
Ouroboros lives it’s fucking best life
A disgusting display
Of self-masturbatory incest
Do I really have to watch this shit man?
I think that I’m gonna’ fucking puke
And do I just have to let it happen?
There ain’t nothing that I can do?
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Ultracrepidate
00:51
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Primal Fear
03:09
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A sealed fate
No discernible purpose from higher powers’ calling
Built to serve
I think I’d rather die alone and watch this shit burn
So keep your snake oils
And all your bad tricks
Move on the next town
Fuck off this bullshit
So keep your snake oils
And all your bad tricks
Move on the next town
Kill off some half-wits
You’re making profits off their suffering
God damn you preying on the weak
Your pals are fucking with the altar boys
Hope that’s not too tongue-in-cheek
Yeah you’re sure as hell dressed the part for the job
Too bad your job is one big pile of bullshit
You’re a fucking charlatan
You’re just a masquerade
So keep your snake oils
And all your bad tricks
Move on the next town
Kill off some half-wits
Do you hear that bell toll?
You’re complicit in this
You oughta’ be ashamed
Do you hear that bell toll?
You’re complicit in this
You oughta’ be ashamed
Your god is a superstition and any heaven they promised you is a fucking lie
We’re all gonna’ return to dust
Our guts will rot and worms will lap them up
After that there’s nothing left
So make the most of what you’ve got and what you fucking get
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Cumtown, USA
02:46
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Like anyone would ever ask to be brought here
A world that’s running on greed and fear
There’s nothing here but death and misery
And yet you still insist on fucking you
And in that you’ve insisted on inserting yourself inside us, too
A vulgar display of perfect inhumanity
This is the difference between you and me
I’ve got nothing left to prove but
You seem to think that causing more
Loneliness might be be the fix we all need
The thing you lack most is empathy
The last thing this world needs is more of you, more of you, more of you
The last thing this world needs is more of you, more of you, more of you
Can’t you see that it’s enough?
Can’t you see that it’s more than, more than enough?
You’re fucking unrecognizable
You’re like a walking scar
You’ll still die alone
You’ll still die alone
You’ll still die alone
You’ll still die alone
You’ll still die alone
You’ll still die alone
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