1. |
Iniquity
02:48
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I'm waiting for my life to start and it's killing me
This City's been rotting my brain out
This World's been such disappointing shit
I dream of burning your house down
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2. |
Black Snake
02:21
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Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake crawling up my leg
Black Snake swallows World whole
My own personal world eater
My own personal world eater
Go! Embrace your fear!
It's real!
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3. |
Good Old Days
02:53
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Can’t afford a thing in the store
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
Of a how much five bucks bought
Can’t afford to pay my bills
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
Of living off a single job
Can’t afford to buy a home
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
Of a house for a pile of salt
The world I was given was fucked from the start
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
It feels like an assault
Can’t afford a thing in the store
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
Of a how much five bucks bought
Can’t afford to pay my bills
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
Of living off a single job
And I've got a job
Can’t afford to buy a home
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
Of a house for a pile of salt
The world I was given was fucked from the start
Somehow that’s my fault
When I hear stories from the good old days
It feels like an assault
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4. |
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Serpentine we walk the path
Towards hypermanic panic clash
Spinal shock and caffeine crash
Made statues out of the lasts nomads
Wide awake, and I’ll never sleep
I don’t want to live a clean-life 9-to-5 creep
The view’s so nice but the fall’s so steep
The water’s so warm but I’m in so deep
It’s like an motor in the middle of your brain
Move quick enough, you’ll never hit the drain
Run fast and you’ll never touch the rain
Everything to lose and the infinite to gain
It’s a balancing act, and the reaction is crucial
You can be a dope rider with the public’s approval
Trouble’s on the way if you can’t fix up your pupils
They drag you in the wagon for reality refusal
Chemical composure is a crooked cat to feed
When the standard’s so fucked and requires upkeep
The view’s so nice but the fall’s so steep
The water’s so warm but I’m in so deep
It’s like an motor in the middle of your brain
Move quick enough, you’ll never hit the drain
Run fast and you’ll never touch the rain
In pursuit of the infinite: Grow!
It’s like an motor in the middle of your brain
Move quick enough, you’ll never hit the drain
Run fast and you’ll never touch the rain
In pursuit of the infinite
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5. |
Manic Energy
03:42
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im filled with all this useless
manic energy
my head's an engine that seems
to run without the keys
there is a lightning bolt
that pulses through my spine
cursed to feel as though
im always wasting time
im wasting
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING MY TIME
im charged with so much pointless
manic energy
i sit around all day
and wait for an epiphany
it never comes
and i resign unto the void
guess i fucked it up for myself
now im forever paranoid
oh what’s the use?
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
TIME
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING, I'M WASTING
I'M WASTING MY TIME
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6. |
Heatwave / Death Ray
03:59
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VISION MADE TO BLUR, YOUR SKIN IS CAKED IN MUD
THE SUN BEATS YOUR HEAD IN, YOU FEEL IT IN YOUR BLOOD
THIS WORLD IS WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
SUMMER’S TURNED TO HELL ON EARTH
THEY BURN THE WORLD FOR WHAT IT’S WORTH
THIS WORLD IS WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
WARMER THAN YOU REMEMBER
HEATWAVE
HEATWAVE
HEATWAVE
HEATWAVE
DEATH RAY
Heatwave!
The blaze of the Sun is a Death Ray!
Heatwave!
The blaze of the Sun is a Death Ray!
Heatwave!
The blaze of the Sun is a Death Ray!
Heatwave!
The blaze of the Sun is a Death Ray!
DEATH RAY
DEATH RAY
DEATH RAY
DEATH RAY
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7. |
Mind Control
03:00
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those supposed crash burns look chemical
that crocodile smile feels painted on
machine-crafted image of a sale with a soul
illicit, explicit, but it's mind control
shout "fuck police" but turn witness in the hole
with the wacky wild hair color chosen by a poll
another cheap high for the culture patrol
hollow, shallow, mind control
it feels like rebelling, but it's not the real thing
it feels like rebelling, but it's not the real thing
it feels like rebelling, but it's not the real thing
it feels like rebelling, but it's not the real thing
I KNOW, IT FEELS LIKE REBELLION
WOULD YOU BELIEVE ME IF I SAID IT'S NOT?
I KNOW, IT FEELS LIKE REBELLION
WOULD YOU BELIEVE ME IF I SAID IT'S NOT?
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8. |
Mechanical Serpents
01:19
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You turn good things into poison
Naturally, you're a fucking waste
I think you're a man-made serpent
Built to breed and bathe in hate
Your whole fucking life's a joke!
Your whole fucking life's a joke!
Your whole fucking life's a joke!
(But I don't think it's that funny)
A clockwork snake!
Mechanical serpent!
A clockwork snake!
Mechanical serpent!
A clockwork snake!
Mechanical serpent!
A clockwork snake!
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9. |
Cicada
01:51
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You float like a ghost through the window
Ring a bell to let me know you're here
Won't care for the painful droning
I won't care 'til I'm bleeding out my ear
Now you're screaming in my ear
You're screaming in my ear
I can't sleep
You're like a Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
OK!
You drip with the acid of America
You're a concentrated dose of pain
You got that look on your face like you're clever
And that sharp fucking ringing's driving me insane
Now you're screaming in my ear
You're screaming in my ear
I can't sleep
You're like a Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
Cicada
OK!
Ok.
ok.
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