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Anti-Social
03:38
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Congratulations on making the a-list! You’re number one a-hole in the pages, just look where your name is, it’s overrun.
At least looking backwards, we can look forward to good memories. Forget all the bullshit excuses, you know you still love her sweet.
Feeding off each other happily.
A picture of dysfunctionality.
Talkin’ bout, the system’s failed me.
Forget the wolf pack, remember the love shack. Now that you’re done, you can stop making changes at the expense of everyone’s fun.
Now that you mention it’s with good intentions you do what you please. You can sleep easy; you know it’s not cheating if you’ve got the disease.
Feeding off each other happily.
A picture of dysfunctionality.
Talkin’ bout, the system’s failed me.
Antisocial when it’s just us there’s no justice.
Feeding off each other happily.
A picture of dysfunctionality.
Talkin’ bout, the system’s failed me.
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Big Smoke City
03:23
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From a small town to the big city
Coming up from the south with the filthiest mouth, kinda pretty
If you’re locked down, homeless and dirty,
Through the thick of it all, hungry and sick of it all, we’re still heading.
From the worst side of town to the hills all around shedding money
From all the places I’ve found, if it’s a whole in the ground, we’re still heading.
Alright!
People are sound when you’re not getting.
in a mix with them all, over some thing or someone you’re forgetting.
From concrete streets to the green meadows
One thing I’ve found, no matter where I’m bound, there’s a reason.
From the worst side of town to the hills all around shedding money
From all the places I’ve found, if it’s a whole in the ground, we’re still heading.
Alright!
From all the places I’ve found if it’s a hole in the ground
Whether you’re six feet down or hanging out on the town.
There’s only one place to be, you know it personally.
With your head in the sky and your feet in the sea
From the worst side of town to the hills all around shedding money
From all the places I’ve found, if it’s a whole in the ground, we’re still heading.
Alright!
Well alright, we’ve arrived.
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Dopamine
03:14
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Never forget me on account of the dopamine produced by the memories so self-defeating.
You know where to find me if you ever need me, I’ll be in the petri. Bacteria loves me.
Get on your way, do it today. Get on the train, on the first train coming.
Don’t come around, don’t come around running your mouth all over town. You’re always complaining, the same old fucking sound and I don’t want to hear it over and over and over and over again.
If you think it’s easy being this cheesy just try make a conscious decision unconsciously
And thing about all the ways you could have spent these days in a better way, with no calamity.
Get on your way, do it today. Get on the train, on the first train coming.
Don’t come around, don’t come around running your mouth all over town. You’re always complaining, the same old fucking sound and I don’t want to hear it over and over and over and over again.
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No Fun
02:54
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Son of a gun! Look what you’ve gone and done. We could be making progress if it wasn’t for some.
What have you done for your fellow scum? Making life a misery, you’re a waste of cum.
You’re no fun, you’re the son of a gun who ruins everyone’s fun.
Reality means there’s bigots on TV, making big decisions for you and me.
They suck their thumbs until an idea comes and we’ll sing this one on repeat.
We’ll sing this one on repeat.
You’re no fun, you’re the son of a gun who ruins everyone’s fun.
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No Going Back
03:49
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I’ll decide when I’m going home there’ll be no more parasites, dare not stay too long and I’ll remain a satellite. Do it for the old times, for the only times we tried. One more time and then some.
There’ll be no going back again. If all they say is true, if only they all knew.
I’ll be off the beaten track again. I’ll keep space for two, only if it’s you.
Coz down south there’s only disappointment for sympathetic guys.
Ones who’d do anything for a slice of paradise, a place that doesn’t exist and is only in your mind for a small amount of time.
There’ll be no going back again. If all they say is true, if only they all knew.
I’ll be off the beaten track again. I’ll keep space for two, only if it’s you.
I’ll try not to spend another day in a town that drains my life.
Another musty night in a place where getting high is the only way to forget.
I suppose we all must die, another cold hard fact.
There’ll be no going back again. If all they say is true, if only they all knew.
I’ll be off the beaten track again. I’ll keep space for two, only if it’s you.
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Sappy and Free
03:27
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Sometimes I’m out of my mind and sometimes I can be a sanctuary.
It all boils down to nothing I guess, ignorance is the best.
Sun shines some of the time and even if it is a momentary picture of bliss, then back to the piss, oh yes!
One of these days before we’re dead I hope we can all be friends.
Don’t hold your breath.
Eventually we’ll get to see brighter days for you and me, sappy and free daily.
Felines are happy sometimes but mostly they are just as curiously destroying things, the gifts that they bring, normally dead pests.
Don’t cry, we might as well try something that’s out of the ordinary, misery loves the company, bugs, they just need a hug.
One of these days before we’re dead I hope we can all be friends.
Don’t hold your breath.
Eventually we’ll get to see brighter days for you and me, sappy and free daily.
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Scrolling
03:03
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Are you really alive? I thought I saw you on my picture stream.
Relaxing in the summer breeze digitally.
Am I wasting my time? I think I needed to remind myself.
just how good it can be to view you on a screen.
Can you give me a like because I really feel like no big deal.
Take one look at the symmetry, in my misery.
Everything has changed, what a tangled web we weave.
The world wide web of conspiracy and insignificancy.
Apathy becomes me.
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Sonny Jim
02:57
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I’ve got a friend by the name of Jim, you can find him in the town, you could see him in the city.
If you ever see him both eyes open, even if he hasn’t spoken out. Under trees, over sees, maybe shooting the breeze. Sixty minute later reflex, finding solace in a needle now.
And we’re all going to go to hell anyway. Win or loose man you’re going to have to pay if you do it. Shooting the shit, tell me how much is enough of it. You should know when the time comes it’s getting late and if it’s okay with you maybe we can debate if it matters. If you’re in you hand it down to the next of your kin.
She’s got eyes, he’s got ways of letting her in and then they begin. All in all a different story, will he choose the death or glory. Under the skin, he’s breaking thin. To break the habit he’ll have to begin, to lose it all, no rhyme no reason. Fuck it all but just on weekends now.
And we’re all going to go to hell anyway. Win or loose man you’re going to have to pay if you do it. Shooting the shit, tell me how much is enough of it. You should know when the time comes it’s getting late and if it’s okay with you maybe we can debate if it matters. If you’re in you hand it down to the next of your kin.
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Sssnakes
03:10
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If you’re coming from the city where the streets are clean. Everybody’s welcome; burning gasoline.
Just try not to get caught up when you’re filling your cup, don’t get too excited about the little things.
Coz with holes in your clothes, you can now show pieces of yourself that nobody’s seen. You’ll be home before you know.
We’ll disappear soon but finally, there’ll be no shame for infinity. It won’t be long until we dissipate, not long until we seal our fate.
Come now! Give us a little bit of your money or your precious time. Not long till you lose it, not long now until you get it right.
I’m tired of the future, take it back to the times when all we ever need was a piece of mind.
I’ve seen the silver lining in between the bream, this is not your nightmare and you’re living the dream.
Don’t ever grow, keep hope in tow. Make no exceptions and before you know, you’ll be home throwing stones.
We’ll disappear soon but finally, there’ll be no shame for infinity. It won’t be long until we dissipate, not long until we seal our fate.
Come now! Give us a little bit of your money or your precious time. Not long till you lose it, not long now until you get it right.
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Take it from me, these pills are never free, and I heard it through the leaves down in the valley of existential piss. Just do it not like this. Those evergreen leaves never comfort me.
Drop out. You’ll never know how far you’ll go and if you stay, nobody notices anyway.
Sometimes not all you hear and you see’s the real thing. You might try to tune in, no frequency.
All these pipe dreams and busting out the seams might seem a bit cheesy, I saw it on a TV.
Some things are better, better left unclean. How could something so sweat ever sour me?
Drop out. You’ll never know how far you’ll go and if you stay, nobody notices anyway.
Sometimes not all you hear and you see’s the real thing. You might try to tune in, no frequency.
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Dolphin Suicide
01:02
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I hate my life I want to die. Dolphin suicide.
I hate my life, I want to die. Say goodbye. Dolphin suicide.
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