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Impersonate A Corpse
04:38
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Hang up
The game's up
They foiled our scheme
At least they think they did
Ganged up
And chained up
They ruined our dreams
Just let them think they did
Play dead
Until they need
To resurrect us
As moving targets
For blind gunmen
From an allied army
All hail friendly fire
Shakedown
It's a shakedown
Impersonate a corpse
Just let them think we're dead
Play dead
Until they need
To resurrect us
As moving targets
For blind gunmen
From an allied army
Call it friendly fire
Call it fuckin' something
Quits
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We're all scumbags
We're all slobs
None of us have fuckin jobs
We're all douchebags
We're all narcs
We all turn Dracula after dark
Vampiric
Telepathic
Getting nothing but static
We get kickbacks
We're on top
We lick boots, we love cops
We got jetpacks
We're in limousines
We're gonna get doused in gasoline
Methodical Human Combustion
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Fuckload of Nothing
02:26
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Don't need your pity party
While you're stuck in your rut
I can do what I want
Make a whole lotta noise
To the winner the spoils and STDs
While the meek inherit scorched earth
No walks of shame or victory parades
Just a fuckload of nothing
So revel in your pedestal while you can
While you can
While you can
I'll be having a blast in Oblivion
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Supervillain
Laughingstock
Ready, willing
Guns cocked
Impotent militia men running wild
Internet conspiracies and pedophiles
These bleeding bodies that we haunt
Secretly its what we want
Civil war, apocalypse, whichever's first
Something more to satisfy the bloodthirst
Look at us
We cooked the planet
Crooked us
We booked and planned it
Destabilized economies crumbling
Worldwide fault lines rumbling
Supervillain
Laughingstock
Ready, willing
Guns cocked
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Restless Creatures
04:21
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Check out that nervous system walking on its own
Swinging like a pendulum, shitting on its throne
Electric tendrils quiver and quake
Swears it ain't for sale, but c'mon
How much would it take?
Cause my nerves are shot
I need a replacement
The creatures are restless down in the basement
And I'm too worn out to go face them
Or keep attaching the tails so they'll chase them
Keepin' em entertained is a chore
And heaven help us if they ever get bored
All our meat would be eaten in a heartbeat
Our bones exposed and brains too sweet
Our nerves stuck between the teeth
Of creature, monster, critter and beast
Said my nerves are shot
I need a replacement
The creatures are restless
Down in the basement
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Shunna Gunna Wunna
03:30
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Shoulda
Woulda
Coulda
Done a god damn thing
Mighta
tried to
fight ya
But why would I?
Doin' AOK
Feelin' fuckin' fine
Doin' AOK
Hey I'm divine
Doin' AOK
Hey you're divine
Doin' AOK
Feelin fuckin fine
Doin' AOK
Hey I'm divine
Doin' AOK
Hey you're divine
We're doing AOK
Feelin' fuckin' fine
Feelin' fuckin' fine
Feelin' fuckin' fine
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23 Miles
03:18
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23 miles as the crow flies to my baby's back door
She left me a parachute but did not leave the cord
She got scissors eight feet long for scratching at my sores
Maybe I'll actually get to meet her one day
22 miles as the hawk flies to my sweetie's side door
She came from the future but she's been here before
Wings and horns and halos and a golden pitchfork
Maybe I'll actually get to meet her one day
21 miles as the owl flies to my fuck buddy's front door
Finally got to meet her and I'm never not no more
Would have never followed if I knew what was in store
Maybe I'll actually get to leave her one day
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Murdervore
02:32
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Sometimes the clichés are there for a reason
Hand me down the same old same old shit
I'm hunting ducks but it's wabbit season
How much for taking out a hit?
What good's my money doing?
Who's doing what kinda screwing?
How much time do I get if they fuck it up?
Is it worth the risk
Paying hand over fist
To assassinate my next meal
Hunter or
Gatherer?
Neither nor
Murdervore
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As Many As Most
02:11
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It gets old
Redundant
Shit's gold
Abundant
On hold
I'm comin'
All told
Ain't it somethin'
Skeletons
Ghosts
As many as most
Said things
Repugnant
Done things
Disgusting
Forgive
I'm trying
To live
Without lying
Parasites
Hosts
As many as most
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Interdimensional dentist
Collecting American teeth
So sweet so sweet so sweet
He sends em through the wormhole
For his family to eat
So sweet so sweet so sweet
Grind em up
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Ran Off
04:32
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Chased it down
Had it cornered
But it took a bite and got away
So I hatched a plan
Hatched a plan
And ran off in the opposite direction
Ran off in the opposite direction
Ran off in the opposite direction
Thought I'd confuse it
Attack from the side
Worked on my swagger
Fancied up my stride
Worked on my aim and
Deepthroated my pride
Begged it not to cum
So I chased it down
Had it cornered
But it took a bite
Got away
got away
So I hatched a plan I hatched a plan I hatched a plan
And ran off in the opposite direction
Ran off in the opposite direction
Ran off in the opposite direction
Thought I'd confuse it
Attack from the side
Worked on my swagger
Fancied up my stride
Worked on my aim
Deepthroated my pride
Begged it not to cum
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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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