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Entropy En Vogue
03:21
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The pale beauty of a dying star
Slowly collapsing, breathtaking from afar
Like an orchid closing up
Never renewing, dead and stuck
Right here in the dirt where it was first
Buried alive in to begin with
A gray painting hangs here inside my home
It peels and it cracks, it becomes by tomb
Even I worship the ground that I've been walking around
Most of these days
I am wretched, I am slurred
I might be dying, I could be cursed
One thing's for certain
I'm tying one off here before we start
I never thought I'd live to see the day when
Best made plans are laid to waste
Embarrassing disgrace
Hope can only drag along for so long until
Everything's gone and your spent
Nothing even fucking left
Passion's just weakness entering via
Some rotten out old hollow husk
Dreams collapsing into dust
Holding on to a youth that's wasted
Haunted by your dreams
Now you're bursting at the seams
You're going to reap what you sew
No one knows just how far this rabbit hole goes
No one knows
No one knows the trouble I've been
So give up
Just don't care
Don't feel anything at all
Embrace the void
Enjoy the fall
So give up
I don't even need this scene
So get the hell out of town or fucking do something
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Virginia Slimfast
03:01
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We're not empty corpses
We've had names
Don't write us off as some kind of pity case
It's all very personal
Dispatch of means
It's my first time here so I'd appreciate some patience please
I can't remember how the hell that I got home
There's a question playing and burning over in my head
Lights out
We're already dead
Lights out
We're already dead
We're all in the same sand pit somewhere above the earth
Hey man I might be freaking out
I'd like to start drinking now
I was just starting not to feel like hell
I'm only on top when I'm raising hell
So why does everything feel the same
Tossed out by gods
Haunted by ghouls
We are the walking dead alive
Too dumb for devils
Haunted by ghouls
We are the walking dead alive
Ain't it funny how you called it some tiny town
And I ain't seen your shit around here anymore
Ain't it funny how you called it some tiny ass fucking town
And I ain't see your shit around here anymore
You got some fucking nerve
Nothing is permanent
Everything's temporary
I haven't felt myself like this in a god damn fucking eternity
You got got some fucking nerve
Or some curse
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Leather boots pound against the wet asphalt
The night is cold and dark, and the air is thin
I don't move, I don't dare blink
I know that the end is in sight and the enemy now has a face
I don't mean to be laughing aloud in public okay
But doesn't this seem like a sick joke some kind of god would play
Send me back to the void from whence I came
I'd rather be dead than live alive on this sick plane again
I'm watching paths of falling stars again
It's that as good as it's gonna' get
Newspeak breeds unpeople, it all goes to shit
Fighting forest fires with cans full of piss
We've had enough
We'll reach back in the tomes of old
There we will find ritual sacrifice
Soaked in blood, this world so cold
No, you're not men, you're all cowards
So we'll treat you as such
And we'll string you up by your entrails in the public
Eyes will all witness with elation
The sheer terrors your family will suffer
As they realize that the crowd is upon them all now
Through storied rituals of old
Purge till clear
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You're all serving a purpose
It's not fueled by greed
We play at the highest of calibers
Just blame your pedigree
We're holding you in reverence
Though it comes across mean
But now the veil has been lifted
And you've almost blown the whole thing
Why does this happen every time
You cut it so god damn close
Everything we ask for
Everything we need
Holy as an offering
Saving millions, please
Though this may seem cruel
Everything we put through
Not nearly as terrifying as the truth
Just give us some time
And dear god don't ever ask why
No one's getting out alive
I need the blood from every one of you
It's what's keeping them all at bay
Your blood's all that I ask
Your blood's all I demand
I got one here for the both of you
I'll be your Huckleberry, pray to me
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Son of the South
03:12
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These colors don't run, but they sure as hell stain
Ashamed of my blood, my kin, my family name
Dead traitor's flag held high, logic unsound
Lacking all empathy, ignorant and proud
Our undoing is the indifference of a few good men
I won't sit idly by
Wasting my hands, wringing my time
I've been been embarrassed for more than long enough
Kill all your idols and fuck with your demons
Fuck your fake friends and go disown your families
I saw you then for what you were
I see you now you selfish whore
I saw you then you selfish inbred scum
So don't carry me home
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