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Bites, all along my legs on my arms
I said fucking bites
All along my legs - on my arms
Every summer no matter what
I sat and wait for winter
So it can suffocate you
So it can eradicate you
Crawl on your knees and fucking choke
Bomb, I’m telling you bomb
Bomb, I said
Smoke Smoke Smoke Smoke Smoke Smoke Smoke Smoke
I hope you choke
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Death Cow - Mari's Song
03:38
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What a waste
What a waste when you throw it away
I don't know where I am
Or where I stand
In the great scheme of things
Or in the great scene
I used to know what I liked
But now I've changed my mind
I hate who I was three years ago
And in that time I'll hate who I am now
It's okay but I'm not
It's alright but I'm not
I was always trying my best
Oh, but what did I expect
I make the same mistakes twice
I've never done anything right
Look at me now, aren't you proud
Of how I've turned out?
I don't know who you think I am
But it seems you've got some misconceptions
It's okay but I'm not
It's alright but I'm not
What a waste
I don't know where I am
Or where I stand
In the great scheme of things
Or in the great scene
I used to know what I liked
But now I've changed my mind
Look at me now, aren't you proud?
What a waste
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MAUL - Lurk
03:34
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Statue of malice, once dormant
Awake with reddened eyes
Swollen, infect
Lethargy lays now to rest
Mourn the toppled shrines
Shake loose the settlement
Spiraling into malformed rage
Ambiguous lurk, reborn through abhorrence
Cursed
Awake with misanthrope
Ambiguous lurk, simultaneous hurdle
while sifting through sentient pasted fucking dirt
Cursed
Crater nature
Dirge
Ambiguous lurk, reborn through abhorrence
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I was an asshole last night
I could tell just by looking around the room
The disarray screams in my ears
The chaos confirms all my fears
I was an asshole tonight
I could tell by the tears in your eyes
I said the words I should of swallowed
But I could not swallow my pride
Unshaken we will always seem
Broken I will always be
Time flies when you’re a piece of shit
I’m sorry I’m such a hypocrite
I force myself to go outside
Most days I would rather die
I’ve been gone for weeks at a time
And I hate that I am
This music that I love
Fucking kills me man
I’ve been an asshole my whole life
I’ve pulled away from every friend I’ve had
I’d rather distance myself
Than hate where I am
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isolate myself, keep me numb to all that calls me
i haven't seen my friends in days, they probably don't care
it's hard to see what's wrong and right without someone to guide me
but you'll see
it's like my father told me, i've got no direction
i hate the way i look like him when i'm staring at the mirror
keep your fucking promises, they don't mean shit to me anymore
but you'll see
you never thought to fucking ask that's why you'll probably never know how i feel
i've been keeping track of all the times you said you're sorry
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plumslugger - Old Friend
02:36
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Closet Witch - Moonstomp
01:01
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Gadget - Out of Touch
02:34
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The wretchedness
Torn from accomplishments
The punishment
From wanting retirement
Of today's repression
Society scales our skin
To match the common standard
Humanities, idealistic choices
Fail to compromise
And affront
Blind eyes create a social bypass
Laying the law of certain exemptions
Defending bottom of the barrel scum
I don't care if that's your friend
Follow the trends
Accept defeat
Nothing to us
Dead to me
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Swing Low - Death Tax
03:07
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White collar taking blue collar scalps.
They'll do anything to turn your ass out.
Shipped your job out, when they said they won't.
Courtesy of the red white and blue.
"Work til you're dead, retirement ain't shit"
You're still short, taxed to the last cent.
When you speak out, they tell you to deal.
Now your rents due and you don't know how to feel.
God and country.
Blood and oil.
Manifest destiny.
A plague on this world.
Kill them all
No justice can be found.
No truth, not a sound.
Six feet underground.
A fitting end for these fucking clowns.
Clinge to your god.
He'll cleanse your soul, free from sin.
Another lie they told.
To enslave your mind, and steal your soul.
When will this collapse.
These questions should be asked.
This nation's on the edge.
Pulled both ways, it will snap.
How can you free your mind
My will is gone, can't pass the time
Don't say they know what's best
When they don't know you, and never have.
A death tax to break us all.
We'll all live to see this country fall
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Wanderer - Abandoned
02:08
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I had finally sunk my teeth into
Something beautiful that I would never trade
I was crazy for a taste of something that you’re holding on to
So I can’t be so surprised
That you walked back to your consciousness
For a moment of relief
Leaving me to question everything
And as I watch the play by play
From my spot here in the cheap seats
I’ll tell you everything I did wrong
I won’t suffer anymore
Searching for the keep that opens up the door
To your heart
‘Cause there’s just four blank walls
Telling me that I should comply with something I am not
I was in one too many Kirky Sig’s
To tell you anything untruthful
But if my ambiguity makes you start to sweat
Maybe you’re in one too many too
I think you’re beautiful
In every single way
Except the part where everyone knows
You’re a narcissist
And I can tell just from the way you’re looking at me
I don’t like you as much as you like you
Cursed are the midnight dreams that lead to you
Lord, give me strength to find the peace that’s hidden inside of me
To complete my transformation operation to rid myself of desperation
For anyone as unworthy as you
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Grazing - 10% A.B.V.
03:47
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Constrict. Around a burdened soul.
Life's only constant is the suffering owed.
A scar, where I cut in and let it flow.
To feel the dark come creeping in.
In the dirt, I'll feel at home.
Wasted flesh, husk of skin and bone.
Born to breed, and die alone.
When body and mind are broken.
And the razor sinks deep.
I'll whisper, to the maggots.
What this world has made of me.
Weary of life
Conditioned to fail
This hollow shell,
Crushed.
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Go Murphy - Dakota
04:16
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Ripped 2 Piecez - F.A.B.
03:20
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Wash - Ritual
05:13
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The Mossmen - High Again
02:28
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it's not the same // she said // you lie to me // you know i know the truth // and i hope he comes for you // hey // it's what you took from me // hey // it's what you took // but you don't want me anymore // it's not a game // she said // i'm tired of this // my heart is split in two // i wish you'd tell me the whole truth // hey // it's what you took from me // hey // it's what you took // you don't want me anymore // you don't need me // it's not the same as always // it takes time // you'll fall // you'll fall // you'll break my heart // we want // we want // always // you'll fall // you'll fall // you'll break my heart
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Histrionic - Laguna
04:17
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