1. |
Hollywood Hit'n'Run
00:43
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Chad and Richie messed up on a Saturday night
Hopped in daddy's Benz, rich, drunk, and feeling alright
Foot on the gas, victim in the headlights
Never slowed down or took a second look
Nobody seemed to care
Cuz it was a homeless man's life that they took
Such promising kids, so the judge slapped their wrist
Fold clothes at Goodwill was a good enough fix
And the Universe wept in despair
Cuz the balance is skewed, and nothing is fair
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2. |
Life is a Buildup
01:48
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Nothing fucking matters, man, it's all a joke
So roll it, lick it, light it, have yourself a toke
Cuz all the things you care about are mirrors and smoke
What a funny joke
Life is a buildup
God is a comedian, and he's laughing at you
If you believe in heaven, then the devil's laughing too
Words like hope and faith only make me scoff
That light at the end is just your brain turning off
Life is a buildup to fucking nothing
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3. |
XP 33
01:06
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It's a directionless pursuit
A destinatinon unseen
Is it an Escher-esque nightmare
Or a limitless dream
It's one long deja vu
I have always been you
A mirror image of myself
I looked away and back, and it was someone else
How can I know what I need to know
When what I need is unknown
How much can one's eye percieve
When this world is so much more than it seems
I thought I found it
Never knew what it was
It was a mirror image of myself
I looked away and back, and it was someone else
How can I know what I need to know
When what I need is unknown
How do you define reality
When this world is so much more than it seems
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4. |
Stay Gray, Ponyboy
02:58
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The void is so much larger
Than anyone could imagine
The hole is so much deeper
Than even time could fill
Black is white
And the world isn't either
Stay in the gray
Exist in the aether
Move into fear
Embrace discomfort
Cuz stagnation
Leads straight to death
Empty yourself
Let the present wash over
Just be
It's all coming together
Cuz proximal stability
Creates distal mobility
Stay gray, Ponyboy
Stay gray
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5. |
Life of an Engineer
01:51
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Jets, engines, turbines, fuel
It's the life of an engineer
Aeronautical engineer
Mechanical engineer
Friends, fraternities, connections, bosses
Crashes, explosions
Aerodynamics, calc and trig, guidelines, deadlines
I'm not sure this whole college thing is really worth it
If all one gets is death for all of his inventions
Lockheed Martin
Crashes, explosions
Wife, kids, mortgage, masters
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6. |
CuisinArt
02:03
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Wake the fuck up and then lie to my face
About all I already know to be the truth
I can see in your eyes how you're afraid to die
And it turns me on to frighten you
I don't give a fuck what you feel about dick
You're too stupid to count anyway
I'm not scared to kill you, I'm not scared to kill me
I have now become death with your chest beneath my knee
I grabbed a kitchen knife, and so it wouldn't slip
It was the yellow knife with the rubber grip
I stabbed him in his fucking neck
Stood over him and watched him bleed to death
I'll fucking kill you
Don't come around no more
I'll fucking kill you
I will put you six feet in the ground, bitch
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7. |
Greenwell
03:02
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Strap you down to the chair
Tongue depressor, under tongue
Take every precaution
To make sure you don't bite it off
Feel nothing, that's normal
Happy, happy, happy
We want you to be happy
Sanitized white room, white walls
Mind racing, and I'm pacing, rapping up and down the halls
I killed my friends and family dead
That's what god and the devil said
Here comes Jeff with the bad breath
Fuck it, I guess I'll go to group
We just want what is best for you
Fit in the box, Conformity
We just want you to feel better
Get in the box, Conformity
We just want what is best for you
Fit in the box, Conformity
We just want you to be normal
Get in the box, Conformity
Feel nothing, that's normal
Please help us help you
Help us to sedate you
Please help us help you
Reintegrate you
Feel nothing, that's normal
Happy, happy, happy
We want you to be happy
The pills they give will never set me free
Spastic, plastic emotions for me
Depakote, Geodon, Risperdal
Thorazine, Klonipin, I've taken 'em all
Abilify, Effexor, Halidol
None of them have worked so far
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