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Corpse Reviver
01:19
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First things first: take a shot, get your courage up
To show em all what youre made of
Then let em know that you’ve had enough
Lets end the night before it even starts
Take a shot, take another shot
Getting lost in the carnal buzz
Forget where you left yourself
Unclipped from the belt
Unhinged
Unwarranted
Unmitigated
You’ll grow to hate it..
take a shot, take another shot, take a shot
take a shot, take another shot, take a shot
shoot a shot, take another shot, shoot your shot
shoot your shot, take a shot, shoot another
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Shot in the chest by a six year old kid
Failed by the system that swore to protect
Under-appreciation
And negligence
It led to this
What’s a fucking life worth?
Reputation?
Now it’s dragged in the mud
Image?
Now it’s covered in blood
Listen
To the cry of a nation:
Lock up your kids if you can’t lock up your weapons
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3. |
NFLNCR
02:36
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All your life is but a screen within a screen
You influence no one
Especially me
Because you haven’t said a fucking thing
Your face
Captured
Embrace
Daughter
Use her
To make
You go
Viral
Keep the
Camera
Always
Rolling
Aware
It’s there
Still con-
Trolling
More machine than man
Feeding the machine
Take what you can get
Sell your body for a check
DIGITAL PROSTITUTION
THE NEXT PLIGHT OF A GENERATION
Miss Manners missing the matter at hand
As a matter of fact: your facts are opinion
Billing yourself as God
Digital prostitution
Billing yourself as God
Digital prostitution
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4. |
The Widowmaker
02:18
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I am disease
I am cancer
I am the widowmaker
I wish the needle would’ve skipped
That blessed stretch of skin
between your shoulder and wrist
But it didn’t
You’ve got the grooves to prove it
It’s recorded evidence
Played loudly for the audience
so full of disappointment
(Calling for an extended set list)
I am loss
Without an answer
I am the widowmaker
I know just what you want me to be
A cowcatcher to find some relief
Push all of your problems away
So you don’t have to feel a thing
But I am the engine that burns
And I am the steel of the tracks
The wheels that cut through time
You use me but I break your back
Lifting such a burden
More fuel for the fire
Consequence a warning
Bending to get higher
I am addiction
As clean as ever
I am the widowmaker
I am steel
And the powder
I am the gun
I am anger
I am the widowmaker
I am the widowmaker
I am the widowmaker
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5. |
Arsony and Old Grace
03:17
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You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
I’m not scared of your empty threats
And I won’t be fooled by your empty promises
You may say you’re as good as it gets
But I’m not hearing it
You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
We can lock horns anytime you want motherfucker
I won’t be fed any more of your shit
And I know you think you’re slick with your six six six
You’ve got strength, that I’ll have to admit
But you’re a coward so devour your tail, you serpent
You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
You’re not my maker
We can lock horns
Form the synapses
Don’t fall on your sword!
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6. |
VSN BRD
01:41
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Here we lie in a series of fragmented accidents
And you, lonely peon of human existence
Can manifest order out of chaos?
Unbelievable
You’re as deific as I once was: ineffectual
This is the grandest illusion
Man thinking he is God
Your vibes are powerless
Your best life is selfish
Uncertainty is certainly terrifying
But if you think you’re in control you’re lying
You’re lying
I can’t stand the arrogance
Take yourself off your stage
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It’s okay
Never wanted your friendship anyway
Burn the fucking bridges to the frames
A reminder when you cross the James
Rivers only flow one way
A reminder when you cross the James
Rivers only flow one way
But you still can’t swim
We used to say we were kin
Drowning in memories again
When I left there was no line in the sand
I can’t blame you
But damn I wish I could
When you post about life post-me
After the flames
After the flames
After the flames
I guess after the flames only posts will remain
It’s okay
Never wanted your friendship anyway
Burn the fucking bridges to the frames
A reminder when you cross the James
Rivers only flow one way
A reminder when you cross the James
Rivers only flow one way
So burn the fucking bridges to the frames
After the flames, only posts will remain
Burn the bridges to the frames
Only posts will remain
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MONEYMAKESFRIENDS
02:34
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Be a man wear a dress get a record deal
Be a woman shave your head garner mass appeal
Go from pop to goth get an interview
Not a legacy act? Don’t let the door hit you
Maybe more would listen if I took a picture of myself
Wearing a mask or slathered in black and white makeup
Maybe more would care if I promoted woke niceties
Apathetic to your petty need for celebrity
Worship false gods
Worship false kings
Worship false queens
Don’t believe, don’t believe
Worship false gods
They don’t know you
Worship false kings
They want your money
Worship false queens
They want your demise
Don’t believe
That they want you all to rise
GO
“Fuck the gatekeepers”
But you still hold the keys just out of arms’ reach
Wear some spikes around your neck you fucking rockstar
Pay the people just right you’ll get a platform
Talk about your childhood gain some sympathy
On the fast-track for some cash, for celebrity
Worship false gods
They don’t know you
Worship false kings
They want your money
Worship false queens
They want your demise
Don’t believe
That they want you all to rise
Your applause comes cheap and from a far distance away
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9. |
Skintag
00:02
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Sex isn't everything
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10. |
CLK BT
02:00
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I feel like the stray cat
Ripping its way through my garbage
Flipping the black plastic cap
Off the trashcan out back
I know there’s maggots at the bottom
I belong to someone else so i don’t need this
Yet i keep digging deeper into
Whatever i can sink my teeth in
It’s foul
It’s putrid
In fact the act makes me sick to my stomach
A swan dive into filth for base-sick nutrients
I get fed daily yet here i am
So greedy i’m feeding on secondhand
That’s been sitting here since God-knows when
I wear the crumbs around my throat as a talisman
Deeper, my body feels covered in it
I know it’ll take more than a dozen licks
To get my hair back in all the right places
Enough to feign feral innocence
I hear a car pull into the driveway
And i scramble out not a second too late
I hop the fence and leave through the gate
With my limp tail drooping between my legs
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You can find me at the bottom of the bottle
Backwash
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Where social commentary meets the pit.
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