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Psychopomp
04:02
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I'd rather die than see your name in flashing lights
High above the city's social scene
Whoever said "Its lonely at the top"
Obviously didn’t start underneath
You know they don’t always say what they mean
Its not like anyone is listening
Theres a lesson hidden somewhere
just under the skin
Give me the scalpel
I'm going in
Whats all this thats pulsing in your abdomen?
Its all gotta go
Lets start again
Such good friends our enemies make us
Such good friends our enemies begin
Before I was burning
Now i'm smoldering
Stoke tomorrow embers
Kiss my ashes in the wind
Salvage me from refuse and plug me in
Flip the switch and turn me on
And listen to me sing
Like a psychopomp baby
I'll fucking sing
Give me the mic intravenous
Listen to me sing
Take this pen and stab it in
Listen to me sing
That’ll be the thing baby, the thing is whats in
Such good friends our enemies make us
Such good friends our enemies begin
Like a psychopomp baby
Ill fucking sing
Like a psychopomp honey
Listen to me sing
Until I finally collapse, cease to exist
And we can lay down together and have a drink
Like celebrities baby, let's have a drink
Let's celebrate honey, let's have a drink
Let's lay down together and see what tomorrow brings
Could be victory, could be failure, could be the end of all things
Could be life, could be death, could be murder, anything
So let's lay down together and see what tomorrow brings
Such good friends our enemies make us
Such good friends our enemies begin
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2. |
Cruel and Unusual
04:12
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I have no time for musicality,
definitely no patience for your pleasantries
Not when we could both be high as fucking hell
Reconstructing this shithole reality
By simultaneously nodding off into nowhere
I just wanna give in
I just wanna live
the life of the bitch infamous
Even if I have to kill to get it
and it would work
Get down on your knees and work
Get down on your knees and work
I'll do the line
If just out of spite
And ill be fucking amped up for days
I never want to sleep ever again
For if I sleep
It means i have to wake
And I don’t want to be woke
So just read me my rights
And put me away
Put this old dog down,
Don’t torture me another day
I’ll go insane
I feel so cruel
I feel so unusual
And you’re so fucking cool
And your body’s so usable
Ill use your body when I can’t fuck a junkie
I’ll use your throat to choke
Lets smoke
You brought the rope
I hope
The bars closed and i'm so lonely
so hungry
So I Grind
My meat I grind
Your meat
Such a healthy meal
Such a healthy girl
No rest for the wicked
but rest assured
That if I could, I would fuck the entire world
The bombs are all ready
Just say the word
Get down on your knees and work
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3. |
Hotel Indiana
03:22
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The walls are bare, smell of death in the air
I won’t be living here long enough for me to care
Its my skull in a vice that grows ever more tight
When every pill on the motherfucking planet I’ve tried
Sins slip by ignored when you sleep on the floor
Where the crackheads used to fuck but a mere two weeks before
I wanna rip up the carpet
I wanna pry up the boards
I wanna dig straight down into your molten core
Where I can be finally left alone
Thanks for nothing, you’re all dead to me
Fuck you all
My body is a temple, let’s burn it to the ground
Let’s tear out all the columns and fucking bring it all down
It’s a nosebleed I know bleeds a toast to fame
It’s been too long it’s too late
It’s time to Go Hang
It’s a line of cocaine on every morning hungover
You’re my white power whale
You’re my sweet leaf clover
You’re my summer green
I’m the dying autumn leaves
Come be my liver transplant, baby, fail with me
All my dreams bottleneck, why even bother with
This rolling eight ball flaming planet pile of garbage?
I wanna chew up your carpet
I wanna pry out your boards
I wanna dig my own grave under the liquor store
Away from the stench of the burning brown weed
Or the pus from my undiagnosed STD
Or my coveted handle of my cheap whiskey
Or the sawed-off barrel of my death machine
I’m like your Mickey, baby, you’re like my Mallory
I’d kill for you
What would you do for me?
I’d kill for you
What would you do for me?
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4. |
Foursome
04:10
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5. |
Rock 'n' Roll Oil
04:43
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Start mixing up that fertilizer baby
We’ve almost struck rock ’n’ roll oil
When I think of what I’m gonna do to this world
My black blood starts to boil
Each moment that I wallow in obscurity
is like a razor scraping off every nerve
I’m just checking in until i check out
So please do not disturb
A fucking genius is at work
Yeah
Are we finally cutting the heads off of the elite?
I’m not sure that I even give a shit
I didn’t need you before, I sure don’t need you now
Whatever it was, I’m over it
Yeah
Ive got a fatass steak for all of you snakes to choke on
Ive got a fistful of shit for you horny toads to croak on
I got a wrought blood clot for you Nazi fucks to stroke on
I’ve got nothing left for me to hold on
Yeah
I don’t wanna lie anymore
But you make it so goddamn hard
Yeah
I’m going down til I hit the bedrock
I’m so sick of living this spiritual deadlock
Bottoms up baby, I’m sucking off the rest of the hemlock
Im finally fucking off right out of here
Im finally fucking off right out of here
Peace
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