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(Verse)
Ittook one corpse to wake me from the dead
I’vehad enough of all the talking heads
Isaw myself strapped down to a bed
Dopedup, out of touch, malnutrition, underfeed
All your pointless laws, directions I shouldtake
Theblood had boiled over, the hand had start to shake
Separationsof the broken pieces of the plan
Lightis shining through the cracks, I start to understand
It’stime to wake up from the nap
Sleepinggiants gotta eat
Knockthe primate of my back
Infact, I’m back on track, there’s no time to relax
Crookednose is in the book
Gainthe knowledge that I lack
Can’tyou see it’s broken? Machine is full of gears
Gaveit all your time, Power from your fear
Calmingall the cattle is the cannabis and beer
Youare in control is what they will never let you hear
(Chorus)
Youcan climb to bottom of a bottle
Smokeit up and drift away
Punchthe clock so early in the morning
Butyou will never get away
(Verse)
Illegalas the judge
As crooked as the cop
Criminals in charge
When’s it gonna stop
A whole lot of swine and nobody’s doing time
But they’re stealing from the people and they’re crossing all the lines
Moneys made of paper
We’re doing all the labor
Empty homes, burning Rome
Waiting for the savior
I can’t believe that this really is our time
Kids are killing overseas but none of them are mine
In time, suck that oil dry
Working overtime, dedicated life
To the one that hangs you high, leaves you stranded at sea
Always give a guilt trip, wants you working for free
Not me
Fucker always gives the third degree
Take your blinders off and it’s easy to see
Disasters on the path
Drunks behind the wheel
There’s poison in the well and the rats are on the meal
(Chorus)
You can climb to bottom of a bottle
Smoke it up and drift away
Punch the clock so early in the morning
But you will never get away
(x4)
Who’s in control of your life?
He is
She is
They are
I am
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Forsaken & Broke
Words & Music: The Engineer
We didn't mean it...
Didn't want it...
Didn't break it...
...I saw them...
...Lying there faking...
...everything...
...Wired limbs & broken hymns...
...Scented lies & broken minds...
...Didn't want it...
...Didn't mean it...
...Didn't take it...
...I....should forsake you...
...should forsake you...
...I'm in your mind...
...Seconds tick by...
...I didn't see you sitting there...
...One second & your in the ditch...
...One glance in a broken mirror...
...spitting on the broken phonographs...
...Tear apart at broken seems...
...Reveling in your shallow dreams...
...Hollow...So hollow...
...Scooped out insides...
...Devoured flesh...
...Plastic circuits & wired mesh...
...I didn't mean it...
...Didn't take it...
...Heart palpitates...
...I am forsaken...
...You are Forsaken...
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RONIA! - Fear of War
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Fear Of War A bomb is dropped now war is decalred, Conquer the innocent with no lives to spare. Fear Of War Final glimpse at life, Cities burn, families die
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ASS - Manchild
02:41
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MonkeySoop - Skatopia
02:41
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BudWizer - I'm Evil
02:47
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Group Shower - So Deep
05:15
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READY TO DIE
Words: Thompson / Music: A. Gonzales, Barragan, Ayala, Vasquez
Fall in line with the times
Sacrifice your free mind
The pain we feel is so real
We run & hide...
Sometimes we reflect
All we despise...
Turn the dial one past ten
Let's begin again...
Are you ready?
Let's get ready?
Ready to die!
Are you ready?
Let's get ready?
So Ready to die!
The words we say,
The things we do,
Seem to have no affect on anyone but you..
What good is everything,
When you're alone?
Greed called while you were in bed with lust.
The loss, the debt, the shame, no game.
Where's your star on the walk of fame?
Are you ready?
Let's get ready?
So Ready to die!
Are you ready?
Let's get ready?
So Ready to die!
Step into a lucid dream
The room I feel is a womb
Incubating my salivating mind...
Escape it looms in hollowed halls...
Floor boards creek,
As they take their final leap..
Hear not a peep,
Escape is they seek...
It's better to go out now,
Then to wait your turn?!?
No more pride,
Nothing to hide,
Why ask God anything???
SHOOT SHOOT – KILL KILL
Let's get ready to fry
SHOOT SHOOT – KILL KILL
We're so ready to die
Are you ready?
Let's get ready?
So Ready to die!
Are you ready?
Let's get ready?
Ready to die!
All the King's horses & all the King's men
Couldn't seem to put Humpty together again...
...Oh well...
SHOOT SHOOT – KILL KILL
Let's get ready to fry!!!
SHOOT SHOOT – KILL KILL
We're so ready to die!!!
Hang our lives on the line
We dangle ourselves by a thread
A pin – A needle in our arm
We're stuck floating in our inner dream...
©2014 Fuck the Main$tream. All rights reserved.
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SPITMONKS - BULLET PROOF
03:15
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woke up late got going. They're slow but friends.
we drove in circles got stopped had a taste yea, got going again.
now its too late to trek, its way too cold to get out of hand.
Another night in a silent city ,with a solid plan
Its universal, the way my mind spilled, its universal, what we give up
In their short lives they were never completely wrong.
They made their beds and slept in the dirt with their happy thoughts.
i can see him now i can feel her now, telling me get lost.
we'll drop together again, you'll finally catch that dragon.
it wont be too long.
Its universal, the way my mind spilled, its universal, what we give up.
so i set out, towards the ones that bled out. can never sin too much.
its such a shame your not around, cuz too many good people surround.
can never sin too much.
To keep in touch you tried so hard, from the buzz in my VCR. I heard you cry out loud, then i turned down the sound.
Dead formats back on cue, you haunt me i seek you, when you hear me cry out loud, make sure my tapes rewound.
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Another solid cold night again. another night i can see her breathe.
When she whispers "lets get out of here". Because we weren't prepared for this. Never too ready to fill that spot inside your time.
*CHORUS*
I try to make believe that your always mine, if i can only be there to witness how you lie.
Its you and me babe, we'd crumble nice
I watch it all drip from your head down to your toes. Watch it explode.
Still I never did believe my eyes. With trust you've turned a brand new life to lies. yea, that's how you wait.
*CHORUS*
When you fall down every way. after the second chance you gave,
Wander way ahead of me, watch me shut my mouth, eyes, listen to you speak.
I'm moving far away from this place and all its problems. i won't give in tomorrow, and i don't know how to solve them...
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Chemical Castration
...it's that chemical clean!
Blood runs down the guilty's hand
Just in time to strike again
They watch & wait
& play high stakes
Corrupt inside no moral guide
It's these games you play
Online you say your just 18
She's 13 & home alone
Arrive alone treats in tow
Razor wire to the throat
Blood trickles but doesn't flow
I've got you here
& I can't let you go
I'm Chris Hansen from the TV show
You're free to leave if you've nothing to say, the house is boobytrapped by the way..
Outside they wait
to catch their perp,
Guns cocked &hammers ready
Better keep that camera steady
Pound his face into concrete
Neighbors watch across the street
One down 10 to go
Back to the tv show..
Daddyman43 tries to flee
Chris takes a bat to his knee
Asks him what he came to see
Pulls his dick out & starts to pee
Suffer now & suffer later
We'll burn ass in the incinerator
NAMBLA's lawyers will just have to wait
This is your only fate...
One shot and they'll shrivel up
Fall off & turn to dust..
It's that chemical castration
- chemical clean. X4
Blood runs down the guilty's hand
Just in time to strike again
They watch & wait
& play high stakes
Corrupt inside no moral guide
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Girlband - boozetown
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Christ Puncher - ROTINI
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Wil.T - Sunday Morning
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Sunday Morning*
Words & Music : Thompson
Sunday Morning,
Waking in your bed again
And it feels so unreal
And if feels so unreal...
Don't remember what we did.
Don't remember what said.
But I know we had some fun
And I know it felt so good
so good....
Sunday Morning,
Waking in your head again
And it feels so surreal
And it feels so surreal...
I remember what we did
You remember what we said
And I know
We are so good
And I know
We rocked the town...
Sunday Morning,
Going out for bread again
So we can repeat
So we can repeat...
I remember what we spent
You remember where we went
We remember we are friends...
Ohhhh Sunday Morning...
Sunday Morning with you
Sunday Mornings with you...
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GQ Marley - Starz
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Fuck it, fight it, burn it away...
Words: Thompson / Music: Smith
The people...
...are hanging out in the streets.
They raise their fists in rebellion.
Sing a song for the children far away...
Sing a song for the people struggling...
I wanna get up & rise up to our street.
I wanna get up, raise my fist & fight everyone
Lets burn city hall,
yeah yeah...
Give me a cold beer and I'll scream in your ear
about everything that’s wrong with this land
You think you're the man because you work all day
You think you can give me what to say?
I think you're so full of it...
I think you're so full of it...
Just a walking sack of crap ooooooo
With a spine from a spoon shoved up his ass,
Broom handle spine...
You're mind so full of slime...
Rise up – Rise Up & lets burn everything
There's nothing to dream
There's nowhere to scheme
Everything's under constant surveillance
The boys in blue aren't coming for you
because they're already here...
I listen everything...
they listen to everything...
be careful what you type
be careful who you skype
In the lands of the bars & stripes
there's no way to be free...
It's just a money system,
It's just a drug system,
“Put 'em all away” that's what they say
We'll build more places for them to stay
That creates more jobs
That makes more work
Then we get the chance to say “we're free”
Lets lock 'em all up..
Lets throw 'em all away...
...Here's some more drugs...
party the night away...
tap a keg, we'll get fucked up..
light a blunt & relax
because anything we say
there's nothing we can do in a day...
lets start it – get the motions going
Lets make a little...
little strides in a big way
raise your fist up & say
“Hey, I don't want to do things your way”
“No way...”
“I'll be my own fucking boss”
BOSS MAN
“I'll be my own fucking boss”
BOSS MAN
Ooooooooo...
fight it, fuck it, burn it away...
©2014 Praying Manboobs. All rights reserved.
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Crawling
words: Thompson / Music: Ayala
Life goes on...
Life it goes on & on...
Never will we gain just what we want
But something close enough gets us by
Another lie – another dime spent – to get sick
turbulent times with violent minds
passions crimes and crossing lines
I'm Crawling
I'm Crawling
The clock ticks on...
I stare at the walls...
Tapping my feet
I think I'll get high...
but it - only passes time...
I have to get up & on my way
I need to get up & do what I say
There's so many possibilities
Anything I dream & I'm here...
I'm here...
Starring at the clock...
I'm Crawling...
I'm Crawling......
©2013 BMF Musikz. All rights reserved.
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BABY earth - Temple
04:42
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As soon as I left the womb, there was a predetermined plan
A path was laid before me, my whole life in someone’s hands
Money is the key to life, You’ve gotta strike it rich
Who ever said that shit is just a phony little bitch.
Who the fuck are you to try to and measure my success
Looking at the things I’ve done and saying what is best
Never seeing eye to eye, don’t think we ever will
So back the fuck off man, and just let me get my thrills
You’ve got a fancy house and car, well fucking good for you
I’ll live my life, I’ll see the world
Some things you’ll never do
I may not be that picture perfect kid you always saw
But don’t you worry, not one bit
I’m happy after all
Who the fuck are you to try to and measure my success
Looking at the things I’ve done and saying what is best
Never seeing eye to eye, don’t think we ever will
So back the fuck off man, and just let me get my thrills
So don’t you worry ‘bout me now
Everything will be fine
And if you worry ‘bout me now
You’ll just be wasting your time.
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T.S.S. - Party Shark!
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Everything's quiet as we destroy everything they cherish
No one seems to care one way or the other...
We uncover their controversies,
They shrug their shoulders and look away
Everything's so premeditated
we don't stand a chance.
Everything's so complicated we have to stay sedated..
We march in unison over the edge
Not questioning the things said.
Follow the leader - but the leader's a follower...
There's no room to create...
Only room to consume...
Social addictions - for the anti-social!
Everything's so premeditated - we don't stand a chance
Everything's so complicated - we have to stay sedated..
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Constant Toad - New Day
03:41
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the hardest part of living
is living in the now
without you
my mind wants to play
back to the past
and towards the future
what we had before
we can never get it back
all those talks we shared
echo so loudly in my heart
you were only mine
for awhile
you were only mine
for awhile
everything that i've lost
use to seem like i was doing something wrong
what i've come to realize
is none of it
was ever mine
or yours
seems i'm living on borrowed time
what we had before
we can never get it back
all those talks we shared
echo so loudly in my heart
you were only mine
for awhile
you were mine
you were mine
the hardest part
is not drifting back
to something that i can't grasp
routine is easy to obtain
i want something more
putting the pressure forward
as you hit the brakes
will i ever learn from my mistakes
what we had before
we can never get it back
all those talks we shared
echo so loudly in my heart
you were only mine
for awhile
you were mine
you were mine
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Sarah Wise - Vincent
03:40
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This song was inspired by a poem that I really like.
Vincent, you've gotta a funny way
Of showing me you don't care
The cool breeze of autumn
The smell of your hair
And I can't swear I don't love you at all
Vincent, I can't believe you're blind
It seems so clear in this light
The rain drops are falling down
You're the only star in sight
And I can't swear I didn't miss you at the time
And I can't confess you've ever left my mind
This mind it dwells on you
You consume me, leave me weak
I find myself reminded of
Your lingering kiss on my cheek
The sighs that bring me to my knees
Vincent, the absurdities
The god-like truths in what you say
The world must surely know though I try
Not to give myself away
Whether or not I do
I can't swear I don't love you at all
Vincent, you've gotta a funny way
Of showing me you don't care
You come over in the middle of the night
I'll get drunk of the wine of your hair
And I can't swear I don't love you at all
Until you confess you never loved me at all
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El Gin - MELVINA [BONUS]
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