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Anatomy Kicking
04:51
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This writhes in asshole and fucks me breathless
This ego must come true
This leaves a pastime and loves in ashes
No one is asking you
I sing into a gun
I breathe into the phone
I feel that something has gone wrong
I lie into the sun
I scream into the fun
I feel that something must go wrong
We're weak the asking
We lift the fancy
I'm taking note of the action
I tend in envy
I slept in aftermath
I'm missing my own orgasm
I sing into a gun
I breathe into the phone
I feel that something has gone wrong
I lie into the sun
I scream into the fun
I fear that something has gone well
I'm reaching for a gun while ignoring the phone
I'll ask the question of myself
I'm feeling so alone
To be is not enough
I'm wishing that something was loud
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Bliss
04:26
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This is the taking of promises laughter and voice
It might always be this way
You may never know
This is the face of a heart breaking before your eyes
Is it murder when the body remains standing
Here comes your life
It is more ragged every day
Hope for the best and prepare for the worst
What will be left when you have everything you deserve
Perfect and beautiful
Fucking incredible
Look at that
You made that
You should be very proud
When it's gone you can say you tried everything
Make empty
Trample this
Only to never fall
History insists we fuck it up right away
This is the emptiness filling with consequence
This only bursts into flame when exposed to life
This is convenience conveniently blinding me
Forcefully dreaming into unacceptable
Binding
It creates a new present happiness
Eros unmatched
Mistrust
Perfectly natural
Crushing in hopeful and masquerade slavery
Masquerade
Masturbate
Strength in my apathy
Look at that
You made that
You should be very proud
When it's gone you can say you tried everything
Make empty
Trample this
Only to never fall
History insists we fuck it up right away
Look at this disobey
We eat all that we kill
When it's done you can say that you fucked everyone
Make it new
Hating you
Fucking instead of lies
History teaches us how to pretend
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3. |
Bread & Circus
05:04
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We've got so much to show you
We've got so much to teach you
We've got so much to clean you
We've got so much to fuck you
This breathes like suicide
This burning mouthing condescending
This fucks only what loves
We'll dance when told and get what we deserve
Beyond this pulpit eyes the lie
Beyond this aura lies the eye
This impotent
This spine is flag
This death march ghost
This shroud is glory
This birth is nation hooded well
Infertility of martyr
This paradise is ours to rape
We've got nothing to sell but fear itself
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4. |
Dead Cat Bounce
01:30
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It is to fail
In turn it preaches to the converted
It is to give rise to all those already risen
It complicates to placate
It waits to hate
The moment is freedom
The endgame is fading
A hole in the wait
Remember
Remember the fifth of November
The Gunpowder Treason and plot
I can think of no reason the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot
A penny loaf to feed the Pope
A farthing of cheese to choke him
A pint of beer to rinse it down
A fagot of sticks to burn him
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5. |
Decider
04:25
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One more step into the meaningless
Recoil in anger
Point the finger
Shitting in the place we eat
One more lie to save the face you're after
One last chance to make the pie higher
You liar
One more death to blame the sovereign nation
To aid the reconstruction
Mythical we cry align
One last crime against humanity
We need food on our family
You liar
One more war
We are the terrorists
We must believe in freedom
We must increase our Jesus
One last laugh to compensate for anger
Coexist with fish peacefully
You liar
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6. |
Eighty
04:51
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I know a lot about art but I don't know what I like
It tried to break me
It tried to kill me
It made me feel alive
It made me realize
The death in honor
The grave in family
The deserve more than
The should know better
It complicates me
It rearranges
It lies conformity
It testifies in anger
The real in gravity
The strength in apathy
The fear in agony
This cuts me down to size
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8. |
Ignore (A Cry For Help)
03:33
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I don't blame you for lying
I don't blame you for murdering
I don't blame you for being you
I only blame me for asking a miracle
I don't blame those who look away
I don't sit with the other kids
I won't be remembered for much
All of you are normal
And you are pretty
And you are ordinary and dead
No one would stop this from happening Now it's too late
No one would take all his pain away It started so small
No one will say that he mattered at all
No one will ever listen to his song
But he sang
Oh how he sang
He won't laugh with the rest of them
He won't answer a smiling face
He won't see beyond apathy
All he can see is what everyone says that he is
No one would stop this from happening Now it's too late
No one would take all his pain away It started so small
No one will say that he mattered at all
No one will ever listen to his song
All of this pointing and laughing reminds him he's friend
With stunning recall he'll remember who was there that day
I would have reached out
But all eyes were on me
All eyes were on me
All eyes were on me
All eyes were of me
All eyes were as me
All eyes were on me
All I wasn't me
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