1. |
Choke
05:17
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Your obsession
With my progression
No indiscretion
Around
Cant replace
Copy and paste
Same mistakes
With your rebound
Take the bullet
And choke on it
I dodged a bullet
How’s it taste
Take the bullet
And choke on it
Since you love it
How’s it taste
tried to catfish
I feel gaslit
My voice don’t fit
As your sound
Secrets untold
Begin to unfold
You’re a cuckold
And proud
Take the bullet
And choke on it
I dodged a bullet
How’s it taste
Take the bullet
And choke on it
Since you love it
How’s it taste
How’s it taste
How’s it taste
How’s it taste
How’s it taste
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Take the bullet
Choke on it
Choke on it
On my dick
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2. |
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Can you just leave me a be
A shred of dignity
Keep your thoughts out of my head
I don’t wanna waste my breath
I don’t wanna waste my
Why is it always be
Cut by all your debris
You’re a headache I can’t shake
You’re a real grand prize sweepstakes
You make a great sweepstakes
I don’t wanna play your game
Hit the target win a prize
Fed a smile but feel the same
Cant hide the truth in your eyes
I don’t wanna play your game
Hit the target win a prize
Fed a smile but feel the same
Cant hide the truth in your eyes
Don’t wanna play
No more games
Cant win your game
I don’t wanna play
Because you always win
Too many plates to spin
Got cards that you don’t show
It makes me ready to blow
It makes me ready to
I don’t wanna play your game
Hit the target win a prize
Fed a smile but feel the same
Cant hide the truth in your eyes
I don’t wanna play your game
Hit the target win a prize
Fed a smile but feel the same
Cant hide the truth in your eyes
Don’t wanna play
No more games
Cant win your game
I don’t wanna play
Ladies and gentlemen
Step right up, step right up
Come see the girl who fell for the same shit once again
When will she learn?
God, when will I fucking learn?
I don’t wanna play your game
I don’t wanna play
I don’t wanna play your game
Hit the target win a prize
Fed a smile but feel the same
Cant hide the truth in your eyes
I don’t wanna play your game
Hit the target win a prize
Fed a smile but feel the same
Cant hide the truth in your eyes
Don’t wanna play
No more games
Cant win your game
So I don’t wanna play
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3. |
Jaded
04:20
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Ol' Johnny works pretty hard.
He drives people 'round the boullevard.
He takes cash and he takes card and tips.
When he gets home from a long workday
Sheds his shoes cracks a cold IPA.
Flips on the tube glued to the display he sips.
His tired eyelids droop half closed as he stops thinking.
Tasty neurotoxic bubbles coat his throat from drinking.
It loosens all his muscles. In the couch his butt is sinking.
A talking head spouts BS in hopes of hoodwinking.
It's not really fulfilling to do this shit just for a shilling.
And it makes me less willing to know a third goes to Uncle Sam killing.
People I'll never see I'm told it's to export democracy.
And they look bad on TV so I guess it's legit why not trust NBC?
Joanne's debt runs pretty deep.
But she's sick of loosing sleep.
On top of that her boss is a creep,
Dipshit.
After weeks of being over worked
Her boss tried to take off her skirt.
She'd had enough said your such a jerk,
I quit!
Joanne drives away fretting her next occupation.
She cranks the volume blasting guitars from a radio station.
She pulls up to the bar grants herself a needed vacation.
The song is cut off to make room for a suit's half brained oration
It's not really fulfilling to do this shit just for a shilling.
And it makes me less willing to know a third goes to Uncle Sam killing.
People I'll never see I'm told it's to export democracy.
And they look bad on TV so I guess it's legit why not trust AT & T?
While Joanne knocks a couple back.
Johnny learns about a new cutback.
He said come on cut me some slack.
I'm at my brink.
Despite all of his effort.
He can tell he's gonna come up short.
Might as well just click abort
And go drink.
Johnny spots Joanne alone at the bar. This is his chance.
He buys her whiskey and Joanne asks Johnny if he can dance.
They get to talking sharing laughter ‘bout their circumstance.
Locking arms they onto the bar shouting out chants.
It's not really fulfilling to do this shit just for a shilling.
And it makes me less willing to know a third goes to Uncle Sam killing.
People I'll never see I'm told it's to export democracy.
And they look bad on TV so I guess it's legit why not trust Disney?
Cuz Mickey Mouse would never lie to me
Except about the happiest place on earth
Indoctrinating all the children since birth
Pretend it’s harmless, just to entertain
When it’s really the tickets to molding our brains
We adapt, we get addicted to the convenience
Through inaction, condone mistreatment
But hey- at least you’re spoiled for choices
A media landscape with hundreds of voices
All the game, news, shows, and movies you see
Come from just five companies
The same ones that film with the D.O.D.
Ask yourself, where’d you get your reality?
They’re all apart of everything we see or read
Bite the hand that feeds me poison, make it bleed
Copyright that lasts a hundred years
But we all look so cute in our mouse ears
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4. |
Automata
03:52
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Getting along
Somehow
Not 'cause you raised
An eyebrow
You're well trained
Making Skinner proud
You've always stayed
Just where you're allowed
You're understood
Well observed
Always found
Behind the curve
Stuck on hold
In reserve
Keen and primed
To subserve
Will you ever find the cage that surrounds your mind?
Can you even grasp how for your head's up your ass?
Automata
Humdrum the lot of ya
Monotonous
Erratum Serrata
Carrying on
Undisturbed
Trying to repeat
Things you've heard
It's not quite there
Your thought is blurred
Can't remember
What was that word?
Easy to hear
But hard to reach
Blind to your own
Visible speech
To be reined
You'll beseech
Pavlov's dog
On its leash
Will you ever find the cage that surrounds your mind?
Can you even grasp how for your head's up your ass?
Automata
Humdrum the lot of ya
Monotonous
Erratum Serrata
Automata
Humdrum the lot of ya
Monotonous
Erratum Serrata
Oh yeah!
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5. |
Pink Crickets
04:05
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Ha
Feel the crickets in my neck
Hear them chirping in my ears
Everything starts to blend
I’m Losing my peripherals
Feel the crickets in my neck
Hear them chirping in my ears
Everything starts to blend
I’m Losing my peripherals
But that’s how I am
And it’s who I am
wish I never hated a color
Cause I was told I should
I know there’s no such thing as
Discounted damaged goods
wish I could forget the color
you said I looked good in
I know I’m easier on the outside
Than I n the in
But that’s how I am
And it’s who I am
And here I am
Can crickets swim?
Can crickets wim?
Today I heard sirens in my head
So I took a bath for the first time
since I was a kid I dropped in the fizz
and it turned pink
My pink body in the pink water
I could fill my pink lungs to match
My pink lobes and my pink mouth
Eat the chemicals and smear pink down
My pink throat and my pink lips
Until my insides are both light gray and pale
Pink
And a pale pink!
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