1. |
Ghost in the TV
02:21
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I feel fucking worthless
Let's catch up with the ghost in the tv
If you're nervous
Then don't look for comfort from me
I feel fucking worthless
Let's catch up with the ghost in the tv
If you're nervous
Then don't look for comfort from me
In this life I'm just another bad liar
Head above water keep my hand on the wire
Know no peace, I sleep on the funeral pyre
Try to come down but I keep floatin' higher
You remember me, I was startin' fires
Don't accept gifts, I forsake all desires
But did I think I'd grow to be a liar
Lost in my dreams, drowned in my desires
Try to come down but I keep floatin' higher
In this life, I'm just a bad liar
Head above water keep my hand on the wire
Know no peace, I sleep on the funeral pyre
You, me, and the ghost in the tv
Pull up media, keeps us company
You, me, and the ghost in the tv
Pull up media, keeps us company
So many nights I stayed up till 3
Just focused on potential energy
Now I succumb to reality
Now I succumb to reality
I feel fucking worthless
Let's catch up with the ghost in the tv
If you're nervous
Then don't look for comfort from me
I feel fucking worthless
Let's catch up with the ghost in the tv
If you're nervous
Then don't look for comfort from me
I feel fucking worthless
Let's catch up with the ghost in the tv
If you're nervous
Then don't look for comfort from me
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2. |
8-Bit Bomb
04:21
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What'll you do when the lights go out
And it doesn't feel like you're alone
Every night is filled with screams so loud
You can hardly tell if it's human
I'm an effigy to loss that'll be sacrificed myself
If I'm the king of sinners, then I'm in control of suffering
In my mind I'm screaming all the time
I'll make you hear the screams before I die
Well I spoke to the roaches in your room
They said that you're gunna open up soon
Well I can help, oh
Well I can help, oh
Well I can cut you in two
There's no need to weigh in
You don't wanna have this conversation
Every problem I face, though it causes your sin
Go to sleep, wake up, it all starts again
Had a witch read my palm
She said the future looks grim
Can't tell if this is the end of the beginning
Or the beginning of the end well
I'm not payin
So you're not stayin
There's no need to weigh in
You don't wanna have this conversation
Every problem I face, though it causes your sin
Go to sleep, wake up, and it all starts again
I'll fight god with both hands
And take death by surprise
Turn around and open up
Just to hex everyone in sight
Is this how you wanna die
Just because there's no hell fit for your type
I can't speak on what I don't believe in
But god's wouldn't be fit to count up sins
But when there's something to hide I cave in
And with karma on my side I see no reason
To stop the 8 ton bomb's condemnation
The future looks grim
When reality starts to set in
Reaper sweepin' through collecting the debts from all our sins
Go to sleep, wake up, it'll all start again
Go to sleep, wake up, it'll all start again
The future starts to look grim
When reality sets in
Reaper sweepin' through collecting debts from all our sins well
Go to sleep, wake up, it'll all start again
Go to sleep, wake up, it'll all start again
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3. |
Too Pretty to Fight
02:40
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What do you think it'd be like
To die tonight
Would you let me show you
What's on the other side
I can dig up graves all night
I've been lookin' for a fight
But I'm too nice
I'm pickin' up an appetite
I just might look in your eyes
Shoot you and feel alive
I ain't shit but bored of being kind
I ain't shit but bored of being kind
Don't call me woman or man
They call me ruler
Can't stand playin' games
Cause I'm a loser
Too pretty to fight
But I'll fuckin' shoot you
Rollin' through the streets
Just lookin' for something to do
Spent my sleepless nights anywhere
But I chose here
Spent my sleepless nights anywhere
But I chose here
Spent my sleepless nights anywhere
But I chose here
Spent my sleepless nights anywhere
But I chose here
10 guns in my hands
Bitch I'm Cthulhu
Don't call me woman or man
They call me ruler
Can't stand playin' games
Cause I'm a loser
Too pretty to fight
But I'll fuckin' shoot you
Don't have time for many things
That includes you
Know I'm always on your mind
But what can I do
Spent a lifetime healing myself
Don't have the energy for you too
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4. |
First Sounds on Mars
02:36
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Fire burn my insides
Why are my hands ice cold
You love to play the game
I love to do what I'm told
Fire burn my insides
Why are my hands ice cold
You love to play the game
I love to do what I'm told
Another sleepless night in someone else's home
Family full of addicts, I dream of bein' alone
Fuck feelin' guilty, time to take what I'm owed
Sling my ass to another country
Make money in another time zone
Make a thousand dollars lookin pretty on my phone
I'm so tired, haven't slept in years
I feel it in my bones
I wanna do everything I need
To hit back at the police
I wanna feel what it's like to be the one alive this time
Kill all billionaires I meet
Burn down everything
I can do it all, I can
I can do it all
Gunshots are gone but I'm not out of ammo
I'm shooting back, I've had enough
Of what they've been saying about me on the radio
Cut that shit off
I'll live however I want
I'll live however I want
I'll live however
Gunshots are gone but I'm not out of ammo
I'm shooting back, I've had enough
Of what they've been saying about me on the radio
Cut that shit off
I'll live however I want
I'll live however I want
I'll live however I want
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Oh my baby I need you
Oh my darling what can I do
You've been gone far too long
And I'm too impatient to finish this song
Probation is a right of passage
You will die if you're too passive
Be yourself the reward is massive
You can ride on a storm
There was a blizzard the day that I was born
I'm unique just like a unicorn
I'm real special cus' there's none like me
Read my mind and maybe you will see
Not all dreams become reality
Not all dreams become reality
Not all dreams become reality
Not all dreams become reality
Oh my baby I need you
Oh my darling what can I do
You've been gone far too long
And I'm too impatient to finish this song
Probation is a right of passage
You will die if you're too passive
Be yourself the reward is massive
You can ride on a storm
There was a blizzard the day that I was born
I'm unique just like a unicorn
I'm real special cus' there's none like me
Read my mind and maybe you will see
Not all dreams become reality
Not all dreams become reality
Not all dreams become reality
Not all dreams become reality
Read my mind and maybe you will see
Read my mind and maybe you will see
Not all dreams become reality
Not all dreams become reality
Read my mind and maybe you will see
Not all dreams become reality
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6. |
Monsters Inc
02:19
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I've been havin' bad dreams lately
I've been havin' bad dreams baby
Monsters on my mind tryna pray on me
I just smoke more weed and watch tv
Nothin' bad happens to people like me
Nothin' bad happens to people like me
You know I'm livin' off the land my ancestors took
Killed all the natives with the history books
Well I've been havin' real bad dreams lately
Well I've been havin' real bad dreams baby
I just smoke more weed and watch tv
Nothin' bad happens to people like me
Nothin' bad happens to people like me
Monsters on my mind tryna pray on me
I just smoke more weed and watch tv
Monsters on my mind tryna pray on me
I just smoke more weed and watch tv
I've been havin' bad dreams lately
I just smoke and watch shit on tv
Nothin' bad happens to people like me
Nothin' bad happens to people like me
Livin off the land my ancestors took
Killed all the natives with the history books
Well I've been havin' real bad dreams lately
Well I've been havin' real bad dreams baby
I just smoke more weed and watch tv
Nothin' bad happens to people like me
I've been havin' bad bad dreams lately
I've been havin' real bad dreams baby
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7. |
Zatoichi vs Yakuza
02:40
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You better do what I want
You better do what I say
There's no time to fuck
And no time to play
Bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
You better do what I want
You better do what I say
There's no time to fuck
And no time to play
Bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Do you know what it's like
Starvin' most of your life
No wrong or right
I can't sleep at night
I'm the star of the show
And I've got stage fright
I'm the star of the show
And I've got stage fright
You better do what I want
You better do what I say
There's no time to fuck
And no time to play
I'm bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Do you know what it's like
Starvin' most of your life
There's no wrong or right
Now I can't sleep at night
I'm the star of the show
And I've got stage fright
I'm the star of the show
And I've got stage fright
It's time to close your eyes
It's time to go to sleep
You reap what you sow
But do you keep what you reap
You better do what I want
You better do what I say
There's no time to fuck
And no time to play
I'm bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Bringin' down the house
Then I'm getting paid
Better do what I want
Better do what I say
There's no time to fuck
And no time to play
Bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Bringin' down the house
And then I'm getting paid
Do you know what it's like
Starvin' most of your life
There's no wrong or right
I can't sleep at night
I'm the star of the show
And I've got stage fright
I'm the star of the show
And I've got stage fright
Better do what I want
You better do what I say
There's no time to fuck and
And no time to play
Bringin' down the house
Then I'm getting paid
Bringin' down the house
Then I'm getting paid
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2 punk, nonbinary, angry, midwest musicians.
Putting the whore in Horror
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