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Intro/Bash
01:26
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Scraping the bottom to find fucking nothing
Not here for acceptance, we came here for blood
Badass shitheads, badass shitheads
Youth turned to scumbags, we’ve murdered ourselves
Can’t run from the truth when you’re already in Hell
Badass shitheads, badass shitheads
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2. |
Help Myself
01:00
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I can’t even help myself
It’s up to me and I’m sick of trying
Contemplate whether I’m dying
Being let down is part of life
When it goes through your head you can’t get it right
I can’t even help myself
So lock it away and try to forget
Throw it out and get me out of it
Won’t struggle in a world full of shit
Even if I try I won’t remember it, fuck
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Stance
00:57
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Well what the fuck?
Well what the fuck, it’s not my fault
These stupid people make my skin fucking crawl
Stance... Stance
When nothing is something we all turn to one thing
These dead end songs, they keep me loose
It doesn’t mean I want to hangout with you
I hold this stance to hide the blues
It keeps me safe from fucking murdering you
Stance... Stance
This is the last place I want to be
This conversation is prison to me, hell no
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4. |
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What can't happen on the outside
Can happen within
Where I'm free to live in constant sin
Made weak by reality because I'm afraid
So I escape to my mind where perfection awaits
Chainsaw to your fucking face
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5. |
Running Out
01:34
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Bash
Smash the hour glass until there's nothing left
Wasting time till I wither away to my bones
Running out
Can't keep digging if there's no more dirt to throw
And you can't keep running when the rest of us have left the road
It's hard to give a fuck when you rely on luck
You're loving life while I'm still fucking stuck in a rut
Running Out
Build it up, talk it up, nothing left, fuck your face
Bitch
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6. |
Pillow Talk
00:47
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See only what you want to see
You bring out the worst in me
All work and no fucking play
What’s the point anyway?
In a rut, no way out, no time for you so call someone else
Blending days to blending weeks
No time to sleep just time to think
You’ll never learn what I’m about
If you want in then I want out
In a rut, no way out, no time for you so call someone else
Bust
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Son of a Plumber
00:29
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I had enough, it was a Thursday
Grinded teeth right down to bloody gums
It was over but I didn’t sweat it
Just wanted to get back to having fun
You criticize my every move
I take shit and it’s wrong by you
Nothing more that I can do
You go your way and I’ll go mine too
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8. |
L.R.D.S.
01:07
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Smash it till there's damage done
Suck the fun, you suck the fun
Burning up just like the sun
Suck the fun, you suck the fun
I swear to god I'm not the one
Suck the fun, you suck the fun
I swear to fuck this shit is dumb
Suck the fun, you suck the fun
Squeeze my neck until I choke
This life is a fucking joke
I'm all used up nowhere to run
Motherfuck, you suck the fun
Suck the fun
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9. |
Mental Fever
02:41
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I've got this fever, I'm fucking boiling
My blood is burning like fire in my veins
I'm not contempt, I'm just the opposite
You find it funny when you put me through pain
I've wasted time, trying to shut it off
Can't control the steam that builds in my head
I'm not the one who thinks I'm at a loss
I should be trying to shut you off instead
So what's left to say? I'm crazy anyway
Nothing left to take, you took it all away
But you couldn't break me even if you fucking tried
You couldn't break me
If you fucking tried
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