1. |
Double-Edged Sword
04:53
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Please, tell me what’s the difference between an item and an object?
Because when you change from saying one to the other it confuses the hell out of me
I know they mean the same by definition, but is that what you’re after?
A subliminal hint suggesting an inside joke and failing to disclose it to me?
CHORUS
Where is the point in all of it?
So many homonyms
We’re all isomers, we’re made up of the same components
And yet we’re different
And yet we’re all the same
And they tell one thing, and that one thing has a double meaning
And yet the reality is an opposition to that, and the loopholes make no sense
The fine print contradicts its thesis, and yet it wants to say something else
And the double-edged sword is the letter opener used on its envelope
Chorus
And if things were really great
They wouldn’t have to utilize such a grand code
And if things were really great
I wouldn’t have to be in alert mode
And my circuits are failing
From paradox inside of paradox inside of paradox
Inside of bound contract
That I never signed, but they have my fingerprints
And connected them so I had to oblige
And we’re all isomers
We have our distinctions, but we’re written similar
And yet we’re different
And yet we’re all the same
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2. |
Re-Evaluation
02:44
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You never really know what you have until it’s gone
But what if it’s just outside your reach
And you’re too scared to give up your seat?
I never really gave much thought
How I would be like today
If I had never pushed anyone away
Because I couldn’t get too close, I just can’t trust
In this goddamned world, everything’s so unjust
So I’ll wait, I guess
You never really know what you have until it’s gone
Arm outstretched, I’m sorry for myself
Feeling my bones lengthen, I’m so unwell
And I know that I give way too much thought
End of the year regrets, so unforgiving
Re-evaluation to this debt I’m living
Worrying about some things no one gives a shit about
Confused by all the reasons why I’m flipping out
So I’m sorry, I guess
I’m sorry for any pain I’ve caused
I’m sorry for any feelings I’ve lost
But most importantly I’m sorry for nothing
I’m just sorry for myself, and I’m sorry for you
Because you never know what you have until it’s gone
Yeah, you never know what you have until it’s gone
Everything has an end
So what’s the point in dwelling on it?
Hell if I know, but here I am
Re-evaluating who I am
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3. |
Eternal Descension
03:04
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Punching the eject button
Ascension past the clouds, I get soaked
Air quality makes me light-headed
Gravity pulls me back in right before I choke
CHORUS
My guts move to the back of my throat
Disorientation comes at me in waves
I wish I could bounce or even float
But more likely I’m falling into my grave
The ground doesn’t look any closer
But the wind still scrapes against my face
Feels like a thousand tiny razors
Where’s the finish line to this sadistic race?
Chorus
I’m in an eternal descension
I’ll never make it to the ground
I’m in an eternal descension
I’ll never make it to the ground
I’m in an eternal descension
I’ll never make it to the ground
I’m in an eternal descension
I’ll never make it
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4. |
Bad Singers Club
01:52
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Welcome to the bad singers club
We’re offbeat and fuck notes up
Having trouble? Just yell the words
Scream it out until your throat hurts
We’ve got no musical skills
Music theory doesn’t give us thrills
The dissonance isn’t intentional
We shy away from pretentious bull
CHORUS
Bad singers club
Bad singers club
No one wants to hear us
They’re swarming to buy ear plugs
Bad singers club
Bad singers club
Pop music is the enemy
We combat against melody
Last week, we kicked Henry out on the street
He accidentally hit an in-tune C
I heard Mary was interested in playing guitar
We’ll have to kick her out if she gets that far
Mikey used to be able to sing back in the day
But then he threw out his voice, so now he’s here to stay
We don’t play gigs, just gather in my deaf friend’s cellar
We can be loud because his elderly neighbors can’t hear much better
chorus
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5. |
Done
02:23
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Power to the invalid reign
The inaction set forth to maintain
The ongoing series of culture wars
My only wish is that my life’s at least better than yours
Friendly fire, you shot your enemies down
You kept your enemies too close, they’re always around
And you made sure you had no real friends
CHORUS
And everything’s said and done
It’s all done
Everything is said and done
It’s done, it’s done, it’s done
When you look at a word long enough it starts to look wrong
Like when you look at someone too long, you’ve always let that feeling pull you along
It’s your gasoline, and you’re running out of energy
And no one feels bad for your deteriorating functionality
You want to go out with a big bang
You want a noose where you can hang
Up all of your ambitions you could never fulfill
Chorus
And it’s a blast
In the end, where did anything go?
It’s totally a blast
Only the knowledge that it’s done helps us cope
And I don’t know you anymore
But that’s okay
Chorus
It’s all done
It’s all done
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6. |
Milkin' the Ole Prostate
01:52
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Billy Willy was a silly old farming man
Had a wife, a bunch of animals, and acres of plants
His favorite cow was an old girl named Prostate
Didn’t he know that’s an udderly shitty name?
CHORUS
He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate
He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate
He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate
He’s milkin’ the ole Prostate
Many days he would sit down and milk Prostate
Pull on her titties all day long until it was late
Then before he headed in for bed
He’d go to the rooster coop and rub his cock’s head
Chorus
Time for him to get some rest
Lay down with his wife abreast
Tomorrow he’ll milk his Prostate again
He loved that cow, it was his best friend
Chorus
And now his wife is milkin’ his ole prostate
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7. |
You're My Dream
04:56
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I can stand on my own
I like to do things alone
Been going to work everyday for years
And now I got my own home
Sometimes I like the silence
Sometimes I like the sirens
Just some stimulation for my ears
To drown out the world’s violence
I’ll put my whiskey down
And kiss you on the crown
Cuz you’re my queen
And you’re my dream
Yeah, I can stand on my own
And like to do things alone
But you can join me anytime
You’re what makes this place home
Anyone else can go another way
Just you and me, everyday
Place your hand inside of mine
Yeah, you make my day
I’ll put my gin down
And kiss you on the crown
Cuz you’re my queen
And you’re my dream
I’ll put my guitar down
And kiss you on the crown
Cuz you’re my queen
And you’re my dream
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8. |
Looks Can Kill
03:31
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I’m creating this life of mine
Stagnation is the enemy of time
What else can I say?
I’m moving forward everyday
Only I possess the power
To make my future brighter, hour by hour
What else can I say?
I’m moving forward everyday
CHORUS
Living on the edge I can see the far hills
The view is breathtaking because looks can kill
I keep on moving, no I can’t stand still
Can’t keep looking at the past because looks can kill
Never settle for “good enough”
Shoot for the best even when its tough
What else can I say?
Keep moving forward everyday
Only you possess the power
To make your future brighter, hour by hour
What else can I say?
Keep moving forward everyday
Chorus
I’m creating this life of mine
Stagnation is the enemy of time
What else can I say?
I’m moving forward everyday
Never settle for “good enough”
Shoot for the best even when its tough
What else can I say?
Keep moving forward everyday
Chorus
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9. |
Vigilante
03:15
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With a spray of anger, I leap into the night
Passing every streetlight looking for a fight
I didn’t put on a mask, my mask is what I wear everyday
Can’t keep tabs on all my alter egos, half of them are the same
CHORUS
A comic book vigilante or hero of sorts
Battering baddies in the face is my sport
In the cloak of the alleyways, I hunt and stalk my prey
My enemies cower in fear and I quiver when they say my name
I project my spotlight and I know my way underground
I’ll be a household name for these punks and they better bow down
They beg for mercy and it makes my body shake
I look them deep in the eyes as I kabob them with a rake
Chorus
My definition of justice might not be the most popular one
But I will continue my work until the job is done
Ridding the world of pathetic criminal scum
Scraping them from the underbelly like hardened ABC gum
chorus
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10. |
Villain
02:13
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I wanna be the villain in everyone’s story
The antagonist that makes the situation gory
No redemption in my plot arc, just heinous crimes
The most evil nemesis of all time
CHORUS
I’m a villain, here to make the hero’s life hell
Don’t need a motive, don’t have a message to sell
I only crave chaos, destruction, mayhem, and infamy
Heroes and civilians are nothing but playthings to me
The world is my sandbox, I’ll sculpt it to my whim
If someone disobeys, I’ll break every one of their limbs
Submit to me, my army of goons will be unleashed
World domination is gradually moving within my reach
Chorus
Villainy is my trade
The heroes come in aid
I win because I have no rules
These protectors of the law are fools
Villainy is my trade
The heroes come in aid
I win because I have no rules
These protectors of the law are fools
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11. |
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I’m gonna take your ass to court
I’m gonna take your ass to court
I’m gonna take your ass to court
I’m so fucking sick of your shit
I’m gonna take your ass to court
I’m gonna take your ass to court
I’m gonna take your ass to court
I’m so fucking sick of your shit
It clogs the toilet and it stinks
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12. |
Piggy Bank
00:35
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CHORUS
You’re a pig
Cashed out
Piggy bank
Cashed out
You’re a pig
Cashed out
Piggy bank
Cashed out
I’m gonna smash you with a hammer
And watch your coins fall all over the floor
I’ll just walk away as pedestrians ravenously pick through all your gore
You have too much money
More than you could possibly use
I’m going to strip you of all the power that you love to abuse
Chorus
I’m gonna smash you with a hammer
I’m gonna smash you with a hammer
I’m gonna smash you into bits
Were all the people you fucked over worth it?
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13. |
Dumb Fuck
00:49
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CHORUS
Small dick, big truck
Spouting speeches of hate
Smart mouth, dumb fuck
Got a lot of shit to say
Slow mind, fast temper
Quick to throw fists
Talk tough, ego’s tender
Can’t count all the points you miss
Why is it “progressive” just to not be a dick to your fellow man
Why is it so hard for some to understand if you feel things, others also can
Why is compassion and understanding not automatic for some?
Why is it impossible to show these people where one is coming from?
chorus
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14. |
The Thing
00:52
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It’s all over now, we’re gonna get hacked
It’s one of us now, its vengeance is back
Could be any of us so trust no one
We have to strategize, this thing isn’t dumb
CHORUS
It eviscerates
It replicates
It’s full of hate
It never takes the bait
Science experiment in biting cold
Unearthing aliens from days of old
Grotesque and able to adapt
Ripping through our crew members fast
chorus
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15. |
Land of Nothing
07:05
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Sometimes I want to tear out my soul
What does it mean to feel completely whole?
When I feel off, I’m convinced that I’m broken
When my luck’s off, I’m convinced I have no control
Pressed against the ceiling, I might be at my peak
A disfigured bird pecking without a beak
Maybe I have no choice on my limits
Maybe after everything, I really am weak
CHORUS
Inhuman roars bellow from below
Incarcerated in Hell’s death row
If this is all that I’m meant to be
Then there is no such thing as peace
Break my legs and I’ll crawl to valor
I will be the darkest hour
It’s my realm now, I beheaded the king
Ruling over the Land of Nothing
Prophecy of eternal absence of light
And righteous gods killing each other in a fight
Hellfire that will never burn out
All in the act of a Trickster’s spite
I have no business in this bloody affair
There is no reason for the gods to care
Monsters at their door, all else is just static
Mankind is just collateral that got ensnared
chorus
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16. |
The Somnambulists
06:15
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I find myself on a slick, shiny floor
A dark-greenish black and reflecting white light
Somnambulists are surrounding me in scores
Like a vivid nightmare that I can’t fight
CHORUS
Sleepwalkers and sweet-talkers
Sneaking up from murky waters
Sleeptalkers and sweet-walkers
Bloodthirsty for the ritual slaughter
Make me believe in something I don’t see
Dragged underwater to a kraken’s delight
Visions of a demon twisted between dreams
A wil-o-the-wisp appears like a ghost in the night
chorus
Ethereal glows of blue and green
Shielding the view of the stars in the sky
Bulbous pulsating figures in the water around me
The Sisters of Fate entice me to resign
Now I’m in the middle of a field
No landmarks around as far as I can tell
The somnambulists are back, they want their midnight meal
God, please let me survive this Hell
chorus
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