1. |
Cerebellum Obstruction
02:52
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I'm a slave to that train til' the end of the line
Itching off my skin taking up my time
Our decaying city crumbles where's your hope where's mine?
I lost the remote so I can't press rewind
But where the fuck am I expected to go?
Rents too high wages too low
Sitting at the station with a knife in my fist
Holding that handle until veins pop out of my wrist
Rape, kill, lie, cheat
Surveillance sponsored by the state
The screen tells them if you're a threat
Now big brother
Is in all of our heads
Run
Ain't got nothing to lose not afraid of losing more
Nothings gonna change
Because our patience is sore
Used as soldiers used as pawns
Used to mow their mansion's lawns
Used as voters used to blame
I see how some of us just go insane
Run
I can't take it anymore
If I see your face lying on that screen one more time
You'll see your brains on the floor x2
I don't know what to do
We aint got much time
If we stood together now
We wouldn't have to change their minds
Rotting seething crying scheming I can't take it anymore
Lying cheating stealing tweaking fucking snorting drinking fiending
The only thing they care for
Is the next time they get paid
Complying with division is much easier than making change
Running running running running running from your past
Pick which ruler is corrupt and don't look past their masks
Divide conquer murder wander fight em join em kill em be em x2
Fuck these fucking venues
Fuck these fucking cops
94102
Were left out just to rot
Fuck it can't you see?
This worlds a melting pot
Were pushed to our limits now it just won't stop
Rotting seething crying scheming I can't take this anymore
Lying cheating stealing tweaking fucking snorting drinking fiending
The only thing they care for
Is the next time they get paid
Complying with division is much easier than making change
Fuck these fucking venues
Fuck these fucking cops
94102
Don't talk shit on my block
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2. |
Mind at Bay
01:38
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Despise me now
Wait til I get my way
Fight for masculinity
Like a bat in a cave
Throwing fists and knuckles
Just to prove that you're a man
I don't need no baseless lies
To flaunt who I am
You got the nerve?
Go ahead, touch me again
I'm setting things straight
you're not my knight
you're not a friend
Lookin over shoulders
just to see if I'm alone
but the only threat around
is the threat that I pose.
Resentment buries a seed
Lighting a dirty flame
When the seeds sprout
Fires will arise
Igniting the mind at bay
And you never even had a chance.
Never had a chance!
In this world
Never had a chance!
In this world
Never had a chance!
Never has a chance in this world
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3. |
Before My Eyes
02:24
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Dull excitement bores me
I'm impatient
There's nothing like crashing your car
In an embankment
I feel like a corpse
With nothing but a bag of bones inside
I need to taste the other side
Just to feel alive
I wanna see my life flash before my eyes
I wanna see my life flash before my eyes
Boredom brews insanity
Burning this brain within a blood filled sack
Time spinning torture
Your bleakness leaves me hypnotized
Minutes turn to hours
Hours turn to days
My pupils are my bullets
My barrels are my eyes
Flash before my eyes
Put a fork in a socket
Lick cake off a knife
Flash before my eyes
Stick a fork in a socket
Lick cake off a knife
Push me to the limit
Flash before my eyes
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4. |
Love the Bomb
02:52
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Hurt me
I'm gonna hurt you
Roll against the army
Put up a fist you know what to do
Hurt me
I wanna hurt you
Roll against the army
Uncle Sam says he wants you
Slam your head against the concrete
Cock your gun and point it at me
Slam your boots on the heads of your enemies
It's not murder when its for your country
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5. |
Revenge Dose
02:11
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Im not a victim, I stand against my enemy
Treat me like a worm and you're the sun thats slowly frying me
I sense a coward hidden in that head of tangled brains
We aren’t intimidated
Get out of our way, hey!
Maggots worms and roaches snakes and serpents from the gutter
Burn me cross me beat me throw a brick on my head
Cackle at my efforts toss roundup on my motivation
Once left for dead now a parasite you can't escape
Slithering through mud to drag me in the sewage
You haven't felt my wrath but i can smell your waft of doubt
We wont back down because we have the gal to risk our lives
To the cowards who abuse the power of the child sitting deep inside
Once feared as a predator now seen as undesirable prey
Roadkill left for maggots, thats what I see as the plans inside your brain
I wont back down and i don’t fear your rotten efforts
To toss gas into my passion and attempt to light a flame
You think you could light the match and drop it on my body without effort?
But the flame she dances back at you instead without restraints
Engulfed and intimidated by the way the reaper turned against you
We arent intimidated,
Get out of our way, hey!
Shaking in your boots waiting for the hammer to strike you down
I don't need the satisfaction of your witnessing your pain
You tricked me once but only once was I a fool
That trick was just a warning now its shame on you
Backed into submission from the efforts I commit
To exercise your presence from the scars slashed in my soul
Healed from the wounds of being locked inside a bubble
The vengeance I will gain is the devils plans for your soul
Your violence means nothing
I go all the way
You live your life in fear from causing others all your pain
Scream out for help a thousand times but your left with just one face
We aren’t intimidated
Get out of our way, hey
The maggots in my brain
The bugs inside my veins
That suck the jelly from my brain until i slowly go insane
Hey, hey!
Get out of our way
Get the fuck out of my face and get out of our way
We don't fear the consequences thrown in our way
were just here to tell you get the fuck out of our way, hey!
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6. |
Flensing
01:36
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I was inside the ever-strong citadel
What struck me first were the impenetrable halls of mind
Trapped under fractal ice
One could hear the locusts cry: "Alpine mailer, tenfold"
Soon seen
Then creeped
Shining Light
Blinding
I saw it
Glistening chime
I saw the golden gleam of the shrine
I saw it
I heard almighty quarreling
I saw it
I heard them talk: "say sounding alpine"
I heard it
It left my head
Soon leaved
Dimming
Rekindles
Treasured golden longings I have seen within
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7. |
Oleander
01:56
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Stuck aging bird
Now, leisure's feast set
Her beautiful finger tips
Now and old and feathered with time
She moved to the tune of her own drum
The beat of a vein which softly shone like midnights eel
Scales which made her beak to yawn and her eyes to twitch like heavens gourds, They soaked the suns white light and hand washed it in a pot of clay
Scrubbed and wrung and hung out to dry like a sheet of shale stones on a clothesline
A round pale face in the background was reflected
A reminder of servitude to the servant
His wings cut off by God
Like god's nails a cherub servant
Behind heaven's tree-bone a cherub labours, ever trapped by fate to be god's servant
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Waste leave of fog sleeve
Important tracts of dirt
Ever levers wanting new ask
Pleasures statures
Want not what to want
Efforts of jesters, the tethered remembers
My golden heart will never bend
Take the taste of meeting's grace
A pouring of gruel into the pot
Never
Bend, this now shows
That my heart will never bend
Next time you face the union's unletting
Think twice before you say some dumb shit
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