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marbled mouth and the taste of feet,
mutated monster reflecting me,
filthy skin and infected spit,
damned monster reflected shit,
marbled mouth and the taste of feet,
repeating monster infesting me,
label don’t fit,
you have to wear it,
slime society,
infested shit,
i hate myself,
you hate yourself,
why do we hate ourselves
*every single person i know is wonderfully talented and beautiful in an infinite amount of ways. yet we all hate ourselves.
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off highway 61 there’s a road under construction,
tourist season is near they need the city to function,
but every single day you live in constant fear,
awake and wise to the ways of their corruption,
a dirty bomb went off under the street,
the radiation works its way to our feet,
there’s fluoride in your tap,
chemtrails in the air,
flint doesn’t have water,
but you don’t care,
you wet your lips with fictional poison,
you clench your fists over fictional poison.
yet you ignore actual poison
*who needs conspiracy theories? the evils of the world are operating in plain sight, causing endless suffering on a daily basis, and hardly even trying to hide it.
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Live Truly
01:08
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blinded,
mindless,
“wow if this ain't timeless”
shuffle feet down any street,
“boy ain't that neat”
standards none accept the fun,
“oh you son of a gun”
blinded,
mindless,
“wow if this ain’t timeless”
listen for the roaring laughter,
look for the blinding lights,
hunt the room of 1,000 happy faces,
and there you will find my smile
*i’ve drowned in enough hate to fulfill countless lifetimes, maybe it's time to try and be happy.
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i’m of half a mind to not sell you my time,
to take back my life,
to sever our ties,
but the bastard never sleeps and i'll break without the dime,
and they own my time,
and they'd rather I die
*low paying shift work where the boss makes an astronomically higher wage than us. life trap.
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Coward On The Run
01:23
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somewhere up in oneida county,
there's a road which knows me by name,
you'd never believe,
but it's just the same,
trees breathe in my pain,
blue waters drown my shame,
and I drift yellow till none remain,
when I die bury me alone,
the only comfort I've ever known
*times get rough and I go to the woods. is it rugged individualism, or chicken shit cowardice?
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081-666
01:51
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lately I've been staying up,
deep into the night,
listening to the glass shatter,
the sirens wail,
and the neighborhood scream,
and oh,
say bout 2:30am i wonder
if the world just might be made from glass,
balance shifts,
everything is smashed,
vision blurs,
nothing ever lasts,
lately my world is made from glass
*if the stress of the big city doesn't
do ya in, the booze will.
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You've Taken All
01:49
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i want your blood on my hands not in my head,
i’ll never be free until you're dead,
you've taken all,
but one breath,
if you were to breathe in life,
i'd bring your death,
someday you'll pay for what you've done,
but someday never comes,
one day you’ll pay for what you’ve done,
but for now my mind has won
*if i could summon mental illness into a living person, i’d stick a knife in his neck and watch him bleed out.
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Do You Trust The Cops?
01:36
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a time tested tradition,
attention to a back that's itchin,
a scratch here,
a scratch returned,
when oh when will you learn,
16 shots and a cover up
do you trust the cops?
*for Laquan McDonald and all other
lives ruined by those in force.
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