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Is/Isn't
04:14
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Bleeding out, marching in to my own end
too at home, too unknown, comfortable to defend anything I believe in
turns to shit
and any faith that I keep in you just goes down the drain with it
this ain't a cry for your help or anyone else's,
this ain't a lie for attention like everyone's life is
this ain't some shit you see on TV, no corporate advertisement
this is a rebellion, run by me and you and anyone who feels like this
(do you see any scars?)
everything is nice
everything is plain
here there is no evil
here there is no pain
this ain't some garbage filtered by your local radio station
this ain't no tape colored red, representing regulations
this ain't no fucking infomercial about how skinny you could look
this shit is a lifestyle, Killer Couture, coming to your history books
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2. |
Yeehawbigmoneywarlover
02:14
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send em to war, off with their heads
they won't mind they're better off dead
send em to the lab and fuck with their heads
they won't care, they'll be braindead because we live in a world
where words and fingers
make people mad, but killing people and fucking kids?
shit, that ain't so bad
yee haw
big money
yee haw
big money
...
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3. |
Implosive Me
02:50
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there's something going on
is it something I did wrong?
is it something you can't say?
please don't go away
then I fuck it up
just like I always do
I wish I wasn't implosive me, I wish that I wouldn't hurt you
implosive me
implode with me
here we go again
my hatred is my friend
my sadness is my god
and my happiness is a fraud
I've been here before
I had the key to the door
I try to crawl across the floor, until I can't crawl anymore
implosive me
implode with me
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4. |
Screaming To Be Heard
03:12
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lost in a land full of hypocrisy
I see you but you don't see me
I'm screaming to be heard over all the useless noise
I was left in this position because the world left me no choice
can you hear me? I'm screaming to be heard
can you hear me? I'm screaming to be heard
when did we all give up? I'm tired of this mix-up, you all tell me to shut up but none of it matters
lost in a world full of stupidity
greed money love money hate money money money
"mess with their heads" they all say, give it to me then take it away
"show them what it's like in the world, into which they'll all soon be hurled"
can you hear me? I'm screaming to be heard
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5. |
HATEKULTURE
04:43
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sickness happiness hate and hell
consumerist masses who buy what they sell
welcome, tourists, to America
we blame the victims who pushed when shoved
hate the people, hate the news
"hypocrite you've never walked in their shoes"
wars about love, wars about our fate, we all live in the culture of hate
terrorize, romanticize, why can't you all just open your eyes?
they say that if you do wrong you'll go to hell,
we're already here, can't you tell?
capitalism lifestyle, doing dirty deals with a winning smile
happy-fake-moneymakers poisoning me,
we're all waking up from the American dream
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6. |
Pigs
01:18
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steal from the poor and give to the rich, then you ask "why?" when we throw a fit, you can't control us anymore
you're depriving us and we deserve more
you don't come when we ask for help
see our money and you help yourself
it's our time now better open your eyes
quit drowning out your people's cries
step up and see the pigs
atop their thrones so big
let's cut them down to size
and open up people's closed eyes
steal from the poor and give to the rich, then you ask "why?" when we throw a fit, you can't control us anymore
you're depriving us and we deserve more
you don't come when we ask for help
see our money and you help yourself
it's our time now better open your eyes
quit drowning out your people's cries
here come the lying pigs
they think they're oh so big
let's cut them down to size
open up people's closed minds
stupid pigs...
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7. |
Because
02:10
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I am ugly
I am sick
there's nothing to me
I am this
I am dead
I am alive
I am ruined
on the inside
I wish you would, I wish I was, I wish you wouldn't, I hate me because
kill me
break me
fuck me
erase me
ruin me (kill me)
I am ugly
I am sick
there's nothing to me
I am this
I am dead
I am alive
I am ruined
on the inside
I wish you would, I wish I was, I wish you wouldn't, I hate me because
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8. |
God Forgive The Children
03:39
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God forgive the children
They know not what they do
God forgive the children
They don't love you as I do
Their hedonistic ways
Their lack of fear and faith
God forgive the children
They know not what they do
(Good god) x4
God forgive the children
They know not what they do
God forgive the children
Forgive their children too
Their endless summer days
Their dilated gaze
God forgive the children
Their hedonistic ways
Good god I'd like to take em all,
Line em up against a wall,
Watch their pretty panties fall,
Fuck em as they get absolved
I'd like to make em crucified
No strength to run no place to hide
God forgive the children,
They know not what I do
My taste in hobbies may seem, strange
But I'm a different kind of priest by night, than by day
Good God!
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