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Stuck in an Old Way
02:02
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The days are getting longer and I'm not getting any stronger.
Tired all the time and I know exactly how to fix my life.
Stuck in an old way, making all the same mistakes.
Stuck in an old way, but at least I made it through the day.
It helps me with the ugly truth that I am wasting all my youth.
The world is such a mess and I'm just writing bad lyrics.
Stuck in an old way, making all the same mistakes.
Stuck in an old way, but at least I made it through the day.
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Occupation/Recreation
04:13
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Waiting for something, watching the clock.
Hours and hours and hours and hours spent in a box.
Disappointed, look down at my watch.
A slap on my ear like the voice of someone waving their cock.
My coworkers and I, a well oiled machine.
Day in / day out, productivity.
A better job and a bigger screen.
Yet, I’m watching the same things.
Occupation/Recreation
Control freaks controlling control freaks
Occupation/Recreation
Live is a never-ending work weak
I can’t wait for the super bowl ads this year.
I could spend my entire life right here.
Lay down and listen to the chain reaction
Of outdoor animals fenced in an orderly fashion
You ever wonder what they’ll say about you
When you’re tucked away underneath your neatly apportioned grave?
Here’s lies both a master and a slave
A domesticated animal in love with its cage.
Occupation/Recreation
Control freaks controlling control freaks
Occupation/Recreation
Live is a never-ending work week
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3. |
Swimming in Concrete
03:45
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What if I just give up and bury my head?
I can’t stop saying things that have already been said.
Don’t look back, but don’t look too far ahead.
Pushing myself to make it count before I fall off the edge.
Swimming in concrete and choking on air.
I just can’t seem to make myself care.
I can’t stop shutting up; I always say too much.
I can’t stop pouring salt into my own cut.
I can’t stop wondering who’s trying their hardest to put up with me.
I can’t stop blaming myself for seeing things that I cannot be.
Swimming in concrete and choking on air.
I just can’t seem to make myself care.
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4. |
I Hate You
03:34
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Alpha, Beta, what comes next?
You wouldn’t know; all you know is sex.
Trust in a book that you don’t read. Leave your logic at the door.
Put your fists away so your knuckles can drag on the floor.
Well, I just wanted to say that I hate you.
I can’t believe in a god that would create you.
Well, I really can’t stand the thought of you,
But I know there’s nothing that I can do.
It must be difficult being such a worthless prick,
But I can promise you, your dick is not a gift.
You found a real doll that’ll make your dreams come true,
And your shitty little kids will be just like you.
Well, I just wanted to say that I hate you.
I can’t believe in a god that would create you.
Well, I really can’t stand the thought of you,
But I know there’s nothing that I can do.
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5. |
Back to Him
03:18
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I can’t believe you’re going back to him.
You’re making all the same mistakes again.
The hurt he spread throughout your family tree.
I heard he stayed like a genetic disease.
After all he said and did to you,
When everything in your life came unglued.
He never had any respect for you.
That’s why he turned your face black and blue.
I hope he dies in a house fire.
I hope he really gets trapped this time.
There’s nothing I can do to change your mind.
That kind of man is gonna ruin your life.
I can’t believe you’re going back to him.
You’re making all the same mistakes again.
The hurt he spread throughout your family tree.
I heard he stayed like a genetic disease.
After all he said and did to you,
When everything in your life came unglued.
He never had any respect for you.
That’s why he turned your face black and blue.
I don’t know why you accept the abuse.
That piece of shit should not reproduce.
Hurting your daughter wasn’t far enough.
Don’t give that stupid bastard your love.
A sad pathetic excuse for a man.
You fail to solve a thing with your hands.
Cold blood runs through a heart made of stone.
You better change your ways or die alone.
I can’t believe you’re going back to him.
You’re making all the same mistakes again.
The hurt he spread throughout your family tree.
I heard he stayed like a genetic disease.
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6. |
The Warrior
04:46
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The Warrior rises.
He is finally awake
From the ashes around him.
The undead in his way.
The Warrior rises.
He’s clad in chains and steel plates.
His armor’s forged in the fire.
No competition remains.
Swing that claymore.
That broad-hilted sword.
The Warrior is on his way,
Another enemy slain.
The Warrior is tired.
Another stands in his way.
His body retires.
His mind is fading away.
Swing that claymore.
That broad-hilted sword.
The Warrior is on his way,
Another enemy slain.
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7. |
Manly
04:36
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Hey! Throw your textbooks away.
You better watch what you say.
No son of mine’s gonna talk that way.
Hey! Throw your makeup away
And set flames to your screenplay.
No son of mine’s gonna be gay.
M-A-N-L-Y
Like what you like
M-A-N-L-Y
Live your own life
Hey! Throw your instruments away
And toss your board games.
You’ll find no son of mine in the fucking bike lane.
Hey! And if you lose your way,
You’ve only got yourself to blame.
You can all be yourselves in the exact same way!
M-A-N-L-Y
Like what you like
M-A-N-L-Y
Live your own life
No boys will play house in mine.
No toy men that do not fight.
Go to work and do your time.
Go home and mistreat your wife.
Cut your hair just like mine.
Shut your mouth and step in line.
One day I’ll pick you a fight
And send you overseas to die!
M-A-N-L-Y
Like what you like
M-A-N-L-Y
Live your own life
Fuck
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8. |
Toxic Water
04:09
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Well, I was sitting by myself on the scorching sand
When I had to chase a fish, because he bit off my hand.
That bastard’s gone and saltwater’s a bitch.
Something grabbed my leg and I began to kick.
Toxic water, toxic fish.
I can’t swim. My oxygen subsists.
Lurking in the ocean is a bloody fin.
Shark popping out to bite my flesh again and again.
Can’t feel my lack of legs until I realize
I’m laying on my back and crabs are pulling out my eyes.
Toxic water, toxic fish.
I can’t swim. My oxygen subsists.
Toxic water, toxic fish.
I can’t swim and I’m surrounded by shit
Sinking, sinking, sinking in the ocean
Out of air and now I’m floating, floating, floating, floating.
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I'm a Fuck-up
03:38
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I drove my car into a ditch.
I knew the moment that it flipped,
My life would be different,
Because I fucked up my future once again.
‘Cause I’m a fuck-up.
I can’t escape from my mistakes.
‘Cause I’m a fuck-up.
I hate myself. I’m always late.
I said a lot that pissed you off.
I’ve tried to be everything I’m not.
I burned a bridge and lost my job.
Now I’m stuck in my head with all these negative thoughts.
‘Cause I’m a fuck-up.
I can’t escape from my mistakes.
‘Cause I’m a fuck-up.
I hate myself. I’m always late.
I’m not a fuck-up.
I don’t feel great, but I can’t complain.
I’m not a fuck-up.
I love myself and I’ll be okay.
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10. |
Weeping Willow
04:40
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Protector of the forest,
Their windows have been boarded up.
Suspicions have arisen.
Their doors are slamming shut.
And the fires of Isengard will spread.
Children weeping once again.
The willow fades, it’s almost dark.
The setting sun will rise again.
They tear themselves apart.
And the fires of Isengard will spread.
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11. |
Area 51
02:17
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Storm Area 51!
We’ll put the Kyle’s on the front lines.
Amped up and energized.
They can’t stop us all.
We’ll tear down that base like drywall.
Storm Area 51
Everybody Naruto run!
Storm Area 51
51
They’ve kept these secrets for far too long.
Hoarding all that alien tech is wrong.
We’ll storm the base and save the grays.
Then we’ll light up a J and we’ll celebrate!
Storm Area 51
Everybody Naruto run!
Storm Area 51
51
The battle could last a week, but we’re coming for those alien ass cheeks.
The battle could last a month, storm Area 51.
Storm Area 51
Everybody Naruto run!
Storm Area 51
and save our gray-skinned brethren.
Storm Area 51
Everybody Naruto run!
Storm Area 51
51
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12. |
Road to Nowhere
03:05
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Running around, running around, we’re insects.
Running around, without a sound in fishnets.
To and fro and back and forth.
You know I need to stay on course.
Something that’s inside of me
Tells my feet to keep on moving.
Keep your gaze off the sun,
Only fleeting, leering glances.
I don’t wanna be another plant.
I think I’ll take my chances.
On the road to nowhere.
Nowhere is a place to hide.
On the road to nowhere.
Well, I’ll see you on the other side.
No more windows I can only see myself.
One man’s trash is another’s living hell.
To and fro and back and forth.
You know I need to stay on course.
Something that’s inside of me
Tells my feet to keep on moving.
Keep your gaze off the sun,
Only fleeting, leering glances.
I don’t wanna be another plant.
I think I’ll take my chances.
On the road to nowhere.
Nowhere is a place to hide.
On the road to nowhere.
Well, I’ll see you on the other side.
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13. |
Satan's Gaze
05:30
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Flying high on the surface of an elastic skyline.
Blood-thirst, domination: the only things on my mind.
Smoke and ember veil my approach.
I arrive to destroy the coast.
Half-bound purpose, half by pleasure;
I smother the atmosphere, blinding them forever
Flying, floating, spreading fear.
Faster now, the end is near.
Flying, floating, spreading fear.
Faster now, the end is here!
Split the clouds, eyes ablaze!
Eradicate this fetid age!
Unbearable heat wearing me thin.
Features collapsing on molten skin.
My senses deplete, thoughts engulfed in madness.
My vision retreats, penetrated by blackness!
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