1. |
Sick In The Head
02:58
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Remember the failures of past memories
Hearts and initials, carved in a tree
Names and dates engraved in concrete
All the dirt roads that came to be streets
Pages of scribbles, in spiral notebooks
Polaroid pictures and chances we took
Dehydrated roses, rusted antiques
Chaotic collages, lets play hide and seek
Pages of scribbles, in spiral notebooks
Polaroid pictures and chances we took
Dehydrated roses, rusted antiques
Chaotic collages, lets play hide and seek
Torn apart, ripped to shreds, scatter-brained
Sick In The Head
Emaciated, underfed, ruptured veins
Sick In The Head
Scraps of newspapers, cut out and pasted
Procrastinated propaganda, thrown out and wasted
Random words, forgotten on the floor
Uncharted horizons, boarded-up doors
Pages of scribbles, in spiral notebooks
Polaroid pictures and chances we took
Dehydrated roses, rusted antiques
Chaotic collages, lets play hide and seek
Pages of scribbles, in spiral notebooks
Polaroid pictures and chances we took
Dehydrated roses, rusted antiques
Chaotic collages, lets play hide and seek
Torn apart, ripped to shreds, scatter-brained
Sick In The Head
Emaciated, underfed, ruptured veins
Sick In The Head
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2. |
Adults are Boring
03:14
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Adults are Boring
There's something wrong with people
Who force their hateful beliefs on their children
And teach them how to be obsessed with wealth and so-called "sucksess"
Instead of finding out what it really means
To live and love in life and that you shouldn't have to fight
And feel so angry and confused all the time
Desperately trying to win both parent’s approval
When you'd rather just go run and play outside
Why can't we just let kids
Enjoy being young and carefree for awhile
Until they have to grow up and leave home
To face this great big world of terror and
Forget how to be crazy and have fun
Before they mutate into selfish boring adults
Adults are Boring
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3. |
Double Talk
01:49
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Double Talk
Sarcastic smart ass remarks
Pour out of your loud mouth like
Diaria, no one wants to hear your
Annoying comments or jokes
That are blatantly and obviously
Thought up to instigate more drama
Making those around you feel like
Communicating is a waste of breath
Don't beat around the bush
Get to the point I've had
Enough with the Double Talk
Get off that pedestal shut
Your trap and stop the stupid
Rhetorical Double Talk
A word to the wise keep your opinions
And advice where they belong give it
A rest and lay off from the arguments
And speeches for a change if you keep
Acting this way sooner or later there
Will be a day of reckoning then you'll
Be sorry and after that think twice
About being a dick
Don't beat around the bush
Get to the point I've had
Enough with the Double Talk
Get off that pedestal shut
Your trap and stop the stupid
Rhetorical Double Talk
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4. |
I Cracked My Skull
01:34
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I Cracked My Skull
Always had a few loose screws
the rest are bent and stripped
flew way over the cookoo's nest
snapped and flipped my lid
Like an elephant in a china shop
I'm a slow and clumsy ox
There's really nothing inside my brain
just empty holes and rocks
Fell off my skate board
hit the ground so hard
broke a few bones and
I cracked my skull
Crashed my motorcycle
soared through the air
smashed on the asphalt
I cracked my skull
Neutered, sterile and declawed
I'm a mangy ally cat
who creeps and craws around his
town eating from garbage cans
Deformed and lacerated
dirty, with lice infested hair
the people wretch at the sight of me
but I don't really care
Second handed, dented
like discounted damaged goods
I'm never seen in perfect health
and easily misunderstood
Fell off my skate board
hit the ground so hard
broke a few bones and
I cracked my skull
Crashed my motorcycle
soared through the air
smashed on the asphalt
I cracked my skull
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5. |
Kick Down The Door
02:28
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Drifting in an ocean of shit
Tryin' to find an island so we
Can chill out a little bit
Some kind of home where
There's no rent or bills to pay
But for now we gotta deal with
It and take what we can get
When things don't work out
The way you wanted don't be sore
When God closes a window you
Gotta just Kick Down The Door
There's a million plus a billion
Options to explore just remember
When God closes a window you
Gotta Kick Down the fuckin' Door
Chances are your gonna feel upset
And let down once and a while but
It won't hit as hard if you think like
A child keep your head up and fight
For what is right never quit or tap
Out even if it seems like you'll never
Get out of it
When things don't work out
The way you wanted don't be sore
When God closes a window you
Gotta just Kick Down The Door
There's a million plus a billion
Options to explore just remember
When God closes a window you
Gotta Kick Down the fuckin' Door
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6. |
Eat Your Heart Out
03:44
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There are so many choices to chose from and make
given to us but somehow you know there should be so much more
and we are told that in order to survive we have to obey and abide
by occupational standards boring molds and predictable patterns
Buy into every fad and hype, laugh at all the same old stereo-types
except it as normal, the status quo and go along with the flow
of xenophobic, gripping riptides, don't even try to criticize or
develop a unique perspective, untouched, authentic and refined
Eat Your Heart Out, take a bite
It's the only thing that makes you feel
like life could maybe be alright
Eat Your Heart Out, drink your own blood
do whatever you want, don't take no shit from anyone
Nothing in this world makes any sense, it's all up-side down and
backwards thinking, white-washed and filtered values
Condescending familiar faces, scorching flames in frames of
fantasy, fame and fortune held out like a carrot on a stick
Sensationalized, vengeance, vigilance
Celebrated test-tube torches, one night stands, and lost causes
I know you, you're just like me, in so many ways we just can't see
any reason to follow the flock of sheep, and go to sleep
Eat Your Heart Out, take a bite
It's the only thing that makes you feel
like life could maybe be alright
Eat Your Heart Out, drink your own blood
do whatever you want, don't take no shit from anyone
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You Can Do Better Than That
The only one that can ever really bring you down is your self.
Yes there are some who take a beating, smile, politely ask for more.
Adversity triumphs when it distracts you from choosing the proper path
and plan of action that enables strength and agility.
There is nothing more depressing than watching you be depressed
and typically cynical like everything is dead and meaningless.
Allowing external conditions to trigger angst and inner- turmoil,
Drained of any motivation, your talents become amputated.
Don't miss out on any chance
to further exercise practice and perfect
your skills, keep it real never settle for
anything less than being the best
Try a little harder
every swing at bat should be
a home run now it's a full count
the bases are loaded don't strike out
you know You can do better than that
A weekly paycheck falls short of
fair and adequate compensation. For having a mundane,
monotonous job that takes too much time and energy away
from the day, so all you want to do is eat, get drunk, jerk off and sleep.
Burdened with overwhelming grief, the years will pass by
making it easier to forget the anti-social punk you used to be
when there was so much passion and disgust against conformity
A child of the working class, who'd never kiss a rich man's ass
Now you're growing old and tired
to protest is an inconvenience
a ghost of the outspoken youth
that wasn't afraid to stand for something
Leaped inside melting
pot, tailored in a suit and tie
to fit the mold, playing the
scripted roll but I still think
You can do better than that
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9. |
Nobody's Perfect
03:49
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Nobody’s Perfect
A hundred bucks worth of makeup in your face
can't ever disguise the ugliness inside
You can hide your lies in new cars and clothes
and have a smiley face but the disgrace still shows
Jealousy and envy is
the plight of our souls
dwelling in the darkest
corners secretly and
undisclosed
We're all in this together
the same flesh and bone
living in glass houses
defenselessly vulnerable
SO who is without sin and
can throw the first stone?
Nobody but nobody but nobody
but nobody
Nobody's perfect,
that's the way it should be
but this world is full of people thinking
they are polished, shiny clean
Nobody's perfect,
that includes you and me
we're ignoramuses, idiots,
God help us, help us, help us
please
We look for perfection have no direction,
dead and sick from infections, avoid self
corrections, holding up our noses in the air
and pass by personal problems like there's
nothing there
Skeletons in the closet,
monsters under the bed,
deliberately forgotten about
pushed into the back of our heads
Covering up dirty deeds with mud
pretending life is fabulous, keeping it cool
acting as if the sun revolves around you
every one does, every one does, every one does
every one does but
Nobody's perfect,
that's the way it should be
but this world is full of people thinking
they are polished, shiny clean
Nobody's perfect,
that includes you and me
we're ignoramuses, idiots,
God help us, help us, help us
please
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10. |
The Smoking Gun
02:20
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A finger on the trigger, is waiting to be pulled
Sniper's in a secret place no one can see
Where the rapid fire's coming from surround in a shroud
Crowd panics at the sound of undisclosed artillery
The Smoking Gun
Now you're dead and gone
A cold stiff corpse, in a pool of blood
Invisible arms, weapons of mass destruction
Need an escalating war, or a decent threat
Enough to make it's citizens and make them believe
There is no other way, and this is what we need
The Smoking Gun
Now you're dead and gone
A cold stiff corpse, in a pool of blood
The Smoking Gun another hit and run
A perfect murder, the deed is done
Catatonic dead men tell no tales
Think about what might happen before you speak
We'll change the weather take the wind out of your sails
Sink your ship cut your legs off at the knees
Don't be a whistle-blowing snitch
Nobody likes a rat
We'll catch your in our trap and
Make you vanish into thin air
We're in the business of discretely taking out the trash
So shut your mouth before we make your ass disappear
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11. |
All Time Low
02:59
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Can't find a job
I got no credentials or skills
The bills are stacked up rent is due
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Twisted from head to toe
Feels like I'm locked up at an All Time Low
Confused, desperate and cold
Stuck in a rut at an All Time Low
I've hit rock bottom
I guess it cold be a lot more worse
This streak of bad luck is unyielding
and nothing seems to quench my thirst
Exhausted from head to toe
Feels like I'm trapped at an All Time Low
Naked hungry and cold
Alone in the dark at an All Time Low
There's got to be a way
to break this depressing dry spell
what use is it to kneel and pray?
God knows I'm already in Hell
Exhausted from head to toe
Feels like I'm trapped at an All Time Low
Naked hungry and cold
Alone in the dark at an All Time Low
Twisted from head to toe
Feels like I'm locked up at an All Time Low
Confused, desperate and cold
Stuck in a rut at an All Time Low
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12. |
Start Over, Continue
03:47
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Start Over, Continue
There's hope, the sky is so blue
The Fire within you
Will burn forever and true
It's not that you're hopeless
and never tried get this
mystery and sorry
there is no way to solve it
So I just accept the pain that makes me real
cuz that is the only thing that I can feel
And Knowledge is sorrow
Stolen wisdom and borrowed
Replacements for substance
Used now and gone tomorrow
Absolute negatives consume, decay the soul
Infinite objectives, the body enslaved and sold
So much for an answer, to why we hate each other
And pollute mother Earth, torture and kill out brothers
Start Over, Continue
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