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Somebody help me channel all of my anxiety
These bitter thoughts of mine remain my only company
What’s ever shone paints our loss with shards of gold
It may not be the right word but it’s all that comes to mind
Somebody help me break away from this complacency
Before I melt away I’ll ask you quite rhetorically
What do you see in hopes as scarred as these?
The dregs of innocence is all that’s left in vacant eyes
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Longer Than Expected
01:30
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What the fuck? This can’t be fucking happening
The tension so thick that I can’t even breathe
I feel the way I did the day I learned that it’s a lie
What all our friends don’t understand is that we never fucking tried
To keep things working when we knew they’d never work
‘Cause it’s so much easier to leave them scarred and burned
Every time I’ve ignored what you’ve said to me
Was just another time the shovel broke the ground
Add every useless sorry, every worthless tear you’ve cried
What all the dead don’t understand is that we never fucking tried
To keep things working when we knew they’d never work
‘Cause it’s so much easier to leave them scarred and burned
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America... Fuck Yeah!
01:37
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Are you ready for your liberation? We’ll even come drag you from home
To the land of the cheap, free porn, reality TV, and no smoking indoors
They’ll censor what we say and think, for the sake of security
This ain’t the USA no more
And when our rights all fade away, we’ll all cry out in victory
This ain’t the USA no more
Are you ready for incarceration? We just need you under control
Whether inmate or marine, anymore it becomes the same. You’ll die in cages or wars
Are you ready for privatization? We’re sorry but you must pay to vote
It’s all just business you see, clean air’s a hot commodity, soon you’ll be paying to breathe
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4. |
Emo
02:20
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Before I say goodnight I want you to tell me it meant everything
Before I say goodbye I want you to tell me it meant everything
Because I don’t care about you or anyone else
This song’s not about you but everything else
Before I give my side you’re going to cry and bitch and say we’ve changed
Before you say you tried I’m taking the drugs and I’m-a walk away
Na na na na…
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5. |
=I.T.Y.
03:22
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It’s not a country of freedom or choice when my options are:
To honor the institutions created to keep me down
The poor and the rich divided by a line
Of media made propaganda and lies
‘Cause it’s a class war that we cannot win
But isolation we seek from our kin
It’s a class war that we…
So it’s time to stop these thoughts of superiority
Stand up as one voice, create a real anarchy
Forget about mansions and ghettos for a day
And look in each other’s eyes, find equality
It’s not a world of hope when the average man
Gets replaced by machines and is guest below them
Forced to get institutionalized
Or get a minimum wage job and be scrutinized
Stop saying it’s a better life with a high paying job
We’ve know many rich men to commit suicide
And you the poor and the little guy
You are guilty too you look down just like them
Whether religion, race, nationality
We are all like one you are all just like me
We are all one you are all just like me
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6. |
Fuck You
00:32
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Today I’ll be wasting all my time, trying to find the words that rhyme with I’m glad that we’re not friends
And after all the days where we’d laugh and dance and play, just one verse is all you get
Fuck you
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7. |
No One Would Listen
01:52
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Sometimes I feel like something straight out of Sci-Fi
See all these plastic people fucking their hard drives
They’re all just robots and their god is a website
The only thing that worries me is just getting out now
Sometimes it feels like everyone’s just losing their place
And praying for the day they get shot out into space
Or maybe we just proved that I’m a basket case
Are you getting worried now?
Sometimes I feel like something I saw on TV.
The worlds been falling apart all around me
We’re getting nowhere and we sure aren’t trying
So tell me who are the ones really losing out, now
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8. |
All Hallows
04:02
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It’s the blackest of nights that I’ve seen my whole life and the wind keeps on pounding my door
While the figure in black in his ghostly white mask keeps on killing and searching for more
Now I brace for attack I should know how to react because I know that I’ve seen this before
All the blood on his knife starts to turn into mine I feel just like I’m losing this war
And it’s turned into the blackest Halloween
It’s the blackest of nights that they’ve seen their whole lives and the rain brings the glass to the floor
While the girl in the back with her fire and her flask keeps on praying and dancing for more
All these people look back they don’t know how to react because they’ve seen nothing like this before
Now their fear sparks the fight as the torch lights the night they are chanting “she’s a witch for sure”
And it’s turned into the blackest Halloween
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9. |
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Oh that's right! Lyrics, I forgot the lyrics!
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10. |
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We’re only four chords on and yes, I’ve found my panic again
My lungs just burst and my blood feels like it’s about to eject
It’s fucking pointless and I’ll say it now “I’m sorry my friends”
I can’t describe the static, scrambling holes that fall from my head
And to be clear it’s nothing more than just a thought that failed to reach
And I doubt it’ll ever fucking stop
Count down the words that never seem to make from my head to say…
So now we’re farther gone it’s time to brave these pages again
To save to silence for the chaos from my arm to my death
Gone is the process for the safety of the hate to be had
What’s left is solace in the fact that it’s now out of my hands
And to be clear it’s nothing more than just a thought that failed to reach
And I doubt it’ll ever fucking stop
Count down the words that never seem to make it from my head to say…
Let’s look away from everything you’ve learned in this circumstance
And try to pry your vapid eyes away from such distractions
The only lesson left to learn is how to earn your regret
I warned you once that this was pointless and would never make sense
And to be clear it’s nothing more than just a thought that failed to reach
And I doubt it’ll ever fucking stop
Count down the words that never seem to make it from my head to say… what?
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11. |
Pinkeye
02:22
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Now we invite you to the era of the avarice
The commendation for the death of the benevolent
I’ve never tried so hard for something I can’t stop
Now I pass the crown to you because you’re all that I am not
And I know it’s only going to get worse
And we’re falling apart singing whoa-oh-oh
And we’re falling apart singing whoa-oh-oh
And we’re falling apart singing whoa-oh-oh
And we’re falling apart singing whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
And it’s only getting worse
You washed your hands of me but the dirt is only thickening
The sentiment is fine but the reason’s solely sickening
Was it your pride or I that truly stabbed you in the back
Should I be waiting here for you when you want back off track
And it’s only getting worse
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12. |
Ornithorhynchus Anatinus
01:48
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I think I’ve lost my mind again
While clearing out the cobwebs
Around my closet’s skeletons
I need a second to breathe
I’m struggling to wheeze
From all this haze surrounding me
Can you describe all the words that flood from me?
Can you dissect all these emotions plaguing me?
Until I feel (X6)
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13. |
Voldemort
04:39
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All I ever wanted was to find some peace in something in which we didn’t have to compete
You could try but it’s never good enough, the only prize for you to win is rejected love
So bang up, and fall out, nervous lust among a clash of muted shouts
Maybe tomorrow but it couldn’t be today, maybe tomorrow but it shouldn’t be today
Maybe forever but it wouldn’t be a day, maybe the world but you know that it’d never stay
And all it really needs, a fucking new disease, a spark atop a bath of Styrofoam and gasoline
All I ever wanted was to find a place in which to bring on better days
All I ever wanted was right in my face, all you ever had to do was just fucking wait
It’s backed up and spun out, how ridiculous it sways yet it takes a crowd
We see the beauty in the colors as they fade away, yet think there’s beauty in the darkness as it takes the stage
We see the beauty in the sky as we fade away, we steal the beauty from our lives as we fade to grey
All I ever had to do was find a working line, all I ever had to learn was how to fail right
All we ever wanted was to find a way in which to put our pain on display
All we ever wanted was to find some fame, give me fifteen and now it’s assuaged
So buy in, or trip out, with what you’re learning how to tie why not make a sound?
It’s only winning if you’re done before the timer rings, its only winning if you steal a fucking tragedy
It’s only winning once it’s past the point of pandering we must be sinning since we’d rather do it differently
All you ever had to do was get it fucking right; I should have known that this would never work a seventh time
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14. |
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You know that I know that you know the words to the song, it's fucking Linoleum, I'm not typing them out here.
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15. |
Mayfield Hts.
02:41
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And when I break this useless scene that chokes me like the gravity
The only words to leave my mouth “I can’t believe I’m sorry”
And when I pack up all my things and I’m getting ready to leave
The only thought left in my mind “goddamn I’m driving through snow”
This is the first time that I, this is the last time I can worry what you think
When I don’t call or write or ever come home
This is the last day of my, this is the first day I can break away from wasted youth
And all the dreams I’d never see through
I’ll pay my bills I’ll fade away
I’ll pay my bills I’ll fade away
I’m moving on to my all-time greatest mistake
I’ll pay my bills I’ll fade away
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So tell the stupid fucking cops they can’t take my freedom back
We’ll take their badges, clubs, and guns and shove them right up their ass
Because we’ve learned that bombs speak so much fucking louder than words
We’ll have the judges and the bailiffs all scared to go to work
And I don’t want anyone to think I care anymore
And I don’t want all those lies bought off some government source
And I don’t think we should take our lives so seriously
But I’m just some dumb kid writing dumb songs about anarchy
I guess it’s time to grow up, fall in love and get a good job
Then buy a house and have a kid, maybe a cat or dog
Then spend the rest of my poor life getting old lazy and fat
No thanks I think I’d rather spend my cash on booze pills and smack
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