1. |
Mind Suppressant
03:56
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I let the screens tuck me in
Every single night
I’m lost in darkness
When I stare into the light
Calling all you analgesic
Drooling zombie ghouls
You know I’d love to judge you
But I’m one of you too
Gotta take my Mind Suppressant
To get me through the night
Gotta take my Mind Suppressant
Cuz it hurts to be alive
Cynical absurdities
In a convenient running time
We ate the apple and saw our skin
Now there’s nowhere left to hide
When I live in another’s life
My own cannot be found
So get me back to the Garden, babe
And I’ll lay my burden down
Gotta take my Mind Suppressant
To get me through the night
Gotta take my Mind Suppressant
Cuz it hurts to be alive
There’s nothing better to do
Better than this
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2. |
Get Belligerent
04:13
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Friday’s done
And I wish that I could die
So I’m digging a hole
Where I can crawl in and do my time
I’ve been a slave
Working for years
Running to the call
Of all, all my weak ass hopes and fears
My mouth’s been picked
And my pocket’s dry
I been so sick
I think the worm’s gonna dine
But the man came down
Came out of the sky
He raised his fist
And I saw the sign
Get Belligerent
Tell all your demons they can go to Hell
You wonder why
Why fate is always cruel
But then I see you shovel in the shit
The shit that you call your food
You’ve been a slave
Working for years
Running to the call
Of all, all your weak ass hopes and fears
When you’re down get pissed
Set your house aright
When they ready the yoke
Fucking start a fight
If you’re livin’ in Rome
Set the place alight
You know the world ain’t shit
To what you got inside
Get belligerent
Tell all your demons they can go to Hell
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3. |
Fee Fi Fo Fum
06:39
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Well it used to call me up at night
To howl beneath the moon
But now it draws the blinds for me
And locks me in my room
Some might say I lost my way
On the road to Neverland
But the chains you see were forged by me
And locked by my own hand
Well, Fee Fi Fo Fum
I hear my bad side calling
“come get some”
I’m on a run
Yeah can’t you tell?
I’d stick my head in a fire
Just to take a good look
at Hell
Just how long
In the hole will you stay?
Does picking your scabs
Really bury the pain?
And just how ugly
Will your sight remain
Before you get enough sense
To turn your eyes away?
Well, Fee Fi Fo Fum
I hear my bad side calling
“come get some”
I’m on a run
Yeah can’t you tell?
I’d stick my head in a fire
Just to take a good look
at Hell
I can hear it calling
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