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Scorekeeper
01:25
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Cannibals of enterprise
Magnet to the worst of worst
Death consumes what life leaves dry
Elevate to dangerous
Keeping score on missing fingers
Animal of skin and bone
Glory to the ghost that lingers
Monument to life alone
Scorekeeper
Keeping score
Scorekeeper
All the blood and wonderous
Seismic active ground to walk
Open chasm, full abyss
Vacant as the mobs they mock
Broken like an animal
Never less than fully dressed
Ne'er a common thread to pull
Parasite became a guest
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I got the key
I got the key
I got the key to the city of the dead
I got the nerve
I got the nerve
I got the nerve to pull teeth from my head
I got the axe
I got the axe
I got the axe for the gates of the damned
Nobody alive can pry em from my cold dead broken hands
Joy is the corpse
We need to pull
From this wreck
I got the heat
I got the heat
I got the heat to burn your bridges
You got the fire
You got the fire
You got the fire to burn my witches
They got the flames
They got the flames
They got the flames of damnation on their side
Nobody alive nobody alive nobody alive nobody alive
Joy is the corpse
We need to pull
From this wreck
I checked I checked
It's this one
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Porch Pirates
02:08
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Hold down what fort
Hang from whose cord
Keep hands from my shallow pockets
No man's land is on the docket
Cast a ballot with abandon
Skeletons of empire stranded
On an island of their making
Sticky fingers for the taking
Cut by what sword
Cast a ballot with precision
Who made you make that decision
Cut by what sword
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Undercover Motherfucker
01:17
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Undercover
Motherfucker
Sonsobitches
No good snitches
Rrrrrrat
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Acme
02:49
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90% Dirt
01:56
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Half-ass everything I do
No one's taking heed
Makes no difference to you
Til the ugly starts to breed
Taking out entire cities
With the power of neglect
My whole body of work
Garbage patch
90% dirt
F-f-f-f-fuckin trash
Taking out entire cities
With the power of neglect
Need no empathy or pity
Reaper has come to collect
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Humanoid Contingent
01:55
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Humanoid
Contingent
Incontinent
Mass
Regimen
Stringent
Insolvent
Gassed
Battery
Dying now
Power down
Prescriptions
Self-atone
Hold the crown
None owns this town
But addiction
Throw a conniption
Throw a conniption fit
Dimensionoids
They're coming son
No running from
They're here
Some of them
Mean nothing much
But something's up
With fear
It's in the flesh
And every bone
To die alone
Not lonely
So make a mess
Shoot down a drone
Put down the phone
If only
Throw a conniption
Throw a conniption
Throw a conniption fit
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No Damn Worries
01:12
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Infidel collapsing
Indentured corpse-to-be
Inherit fiasco
Impending fallacy
Impostor negated
His mask has seen better days
Infested with head lice
His hair was set ablaze
Is everything okay?
Everything is fine
Is everything okay?
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Flags Without Malice
02:43
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End of days, we'll have a blast
Put gasoline in the hourglass
And blow spacetime to bits
Never knowing
Oblivion is tons of fun
Nowhere real for you to run
When that aneurysm hits
Multiversal
Mass confusion for a second
When that blessed blackhole beckons
Then we're out of time to give a shit
Welcome nothingness
We can only dream about it til the moment we become it's kin
If we could only live without it maybe we won't need to shed that skin
We are become death in this world
Maybe in the next we'll unfurl
Flags without the malice they insist
Fast approaching
Tally everything that counts
Too many people, tension mounts
Wallow at the bottom of the list
Obviously
Off to where a reset button
Comes with everything and nothing
Ancient ones make note of what we missed
On our way out
End of days
The trumpet bays
At no more moon
Nothing soon
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Benjamin Lee Farley Asheville, North Carolina
Never took a lesson in my life. All songs written, played, sung/sang/sing-ed, produced, computerized / all album covers made
by Ben unless otherwise noted.
NONE of my sounds are made with Artificial Intelligence, just a few album covers. Is anybody reading this? If so thank you. If not, then I guess I can say whatever I want because you'll never read it. So fuck you I guess? Just kidding madluv.
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