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Maybe He's Born With It
03:52
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let’s eat rat poison and come up with better lies / oh i can’t stay mad at you when you flash me those bright eyes / let’s cross both our hearts and hope the other one dies / can you tell i’m no good with goodbyes? / it’s all perfect! it’s all hopeless! / it’s not what i had in mind / here i go again - writing “with love” when i mean “your friend” / here you go again - saying “it’ll be ok” when it’s really the end / and we’re not so different / let’s drink paint thinner and jack then let’s talk shit behind the other one’s back / “oh my god he’s so dramatic” / let’s count stars and let’s hold hands and let’s discuss our favorite bands / i think i’m starting to get the hang of it / no really, everything’s fine / and i bought this new shirt for nothing / and we couldn’t be more different / i said “i need you” / i heard “i need you too” / you said “i need you to leave” / and it’s just my luck / you’re moving forward and i’m just stuck / hindsight is burning my eyes / i got a stomach full of dead butterflies / if i took you for granted, take this with a grain of salt
featuring eric maupin
additional vocals by jd mcgrann
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I'm A Blasphemy, Baby
02:05
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i’m a blasphemy, baby / gimme a second chance, i’m gonna second guess / gimme a second to get dressed and another to confess / don’t need an exorcist to clean up my mess / and i know you’re just looking for a good man / amen / you’re a blasphemy, baby / i see you saturday night, i see you bright and early / you wanna scream my name then wanna shout his glory / you better pray that somebody buys your story / and i know you’re just looking for a bad man / amen / you think you’re talking to god but god ain’t hearin’ a word / and if you’re looking for signs, he’s looking at a different girl
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Let's Rob A Grave!
04:16
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let’s rob a grave tonight! / drive on down on a saturday night with our shovels glistening in the pale moon light / funeral chic, dressed to the nines / black tux, red dress, we look so fine / what's that you say? / what's dead's gotta stay that way? / the highway to hell don't go both ways / but we dig, dig, dig / what's that you brought? / a whiskey bottle and some old dark thoughts? / line 'em up and let's take some shots as we dig, dig, dig / i found my fortune rotting away with some corpses / roll my sleeves up for me while we dig, dig, dig / i found my weak spot for jewelry and cemetery plots / shine that light on me / dig, dig, dig! / look at you, look at me / the burial plot bourgeoisie / don't mind us getting dirty / won't get away unless we hurry / lavish lifestyle? / wrapped in barbed wire? / neutered wildfire? / dig, dig, dig! / peaceful gunfire? / heartfelt satire? / i think i need a drink / dig, dig, dig! / and hey! hey! that's a rookie mistake / that bottle's full of bad memories / i hit the jackpot when i hit the dry rot / this wood is weak but so am i / i turned as green as the money and the envy / what've they got that i haven't got? / my baby, my partner in crime / make up running but you look so nice / almost finished, my hands are shaking / i'll get us through this, i just need a light / one more, one more cigarette... / dig deeper / this is my 12 step program 6 feet deeper / what doesn't thrill you makes you weaker
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you pay attention / you sit in your traffic / you don’t play with matches / you listen in school / everything’s fine in the morning / but nothing’s the same in the dark / you buy their new shit / they tell you it’s useless / you live and you die by their rules / wolves find a way living as sheep until you give them a reason to show their claws and their teeth / what’s underneath eating away? / the price of being declawed / what happens when you never scratch that itch when the gloves come off?
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5. |
Weekly Witch Hunt
03:01
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have you seen the latest offenses? / across the world someone's losing their senses / keyboard's got you caught like a mouse trap / eyelids pried, strapped like little alex /
it's hard to watch but oh you better watch it / can't miss out on the weekly witch hunt / bound and gagged subscriptions? / tazed and dragged civilians? / time machine transcriptions? / we need auditions for the weekly witch hunt! / everybody's got something to say / a cross to bear, a pitch fork on display / it burns you up with a luke warm flame / yeah, you're such a martyr / ugh! try harder / have you seen the latest offenses? / it's not the outcome that you ever intended / just when you thought thought thought you were happy / you plug the world wide waste in your veins / gimme more! / gimme gimme more shit! / i cant miss out on the weekly witch hunt / razors inside candy apples / turning our hobbies into fucking hassles / the obscene becomes the routine
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Nerdlinger
03:06
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i'm just gasping for air when i really wanna sing / i dedicate this to you but you don’t hear a thing / you with me, we got no chemistry / me plus you always equals zero / am i getting through to you? / i'm just wasting the best years of my life / i'm obsessed, lovesick and that ain’t right / you and me, we’re ancient history / in a book of love nobody wants to read
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Daydream
04:08
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black lung, dirty water / feel your bones outgrowing your skin / dead pulse, hot leather / feel your soul fight its way back in / escape, dirty needle / count the chemicals in your brain / unwind and unravel / feel your heartbeat kick like cocaine / and the clock stops / oh yeah i think i wanna ... / house of cards, house of mirrors / house that jack built lies in ruin / let's start a fire, let's start a war / hear those amputees begging for more? / the saints come marchin' to the gallows / feel your last thoughts strangling your conscience / unwind and unravel / overdose on airwaves / overdose on static / catch a fever / stay a dreamer / never wake up / never ever wake up / it feels good to have no feelings
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Jada Don't Feel Good
05:51
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all my skeletons are setting themselves on fire / and breaking their fingers off one at a time / all my best friends are staring into the abyss / and smashing champagne bottles in absolute bliss / hey jada, come closer / i got a little ghost story for you / jada don't feel good / and who can blame her? / can't see you through the cracked glass under my eye lids / jada don’t feel good / so you can’t tell me shit / can't hear you through the bullet proof glass up against my ears / a pretty little web of lies / it's your work, isn't it? / a pretty little armed robbery / it's his work, isn't it? / jada, don't talk / don't you say a word / they know you're weak / they know you're scared / they set me up / i should've come home / don't go anywhere / don't pick up the phone / jada don't feel good / and i ain't feelin good neither / can't trust you through those bullet holes in your teeth / can't touch you when you're floating there, teasing me in this cell / teasing me in my skin / all my skeletons are busting through the doors / climbing in through the windows / crawling out from the walls / and all my best friends think the worst of me when they hear little jada say "i've lost it all" / but you won't let me rot away in peace / because you still haunt me even inside this place / my little girls gotta grow up in this world /all alone / my little girls gonna grow up hating this world / all alone / and the worst part is i miss you as badly as i hate you / jada don't feel good / and who can blame her? / can't love you when you’re loving him / can’t have you when you’re his / put the money in the bag
featuring eric maupin, jd mcgrann
sample by david dougherty
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Baby Market
02:35
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thank you, miss georgia / i didn't wanna grow up poor / i never knew what love was for / i didn't want no broken home / postcards from parts unknown / i'm on the market / ain’t got no place called home / ain't got no mama / ain't got no rolling stone / thank you, miss georgia for finding me a home / i'll never be alone / i ain't old enough to fight / i won't make it past the night / we never felt like we belonged / thank you, miss georgia, for teaching us this song / do you wanna buy a baby?
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Upstaged
05:12
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what's it like to stand on stage on opening night just to find out you’re the guillotine's understudy / what's it like to open your big mouth for your solo just to cover the audience in dust / and it runs / your makeup / your halo / down your face / onto your dress / until the roses eat your ankles and the curtain takes your eyes / you're starring in a play macabre where every last line is "goodbye" / what's it like to peel your face off every night and wear a mask like a guillotine's rusted blade / what's it like to think that you've escaped just to hear the devil call your name / and it runs / your thoughts / your fears / your tears / onto your dress / until the dance floor eats your ankles and the music takes your heart / first kiss / first love / from below / and above / until the roses eat your ankles and the curtain takes your eyes / you're dancing in a danse macabre / the performance of your life / now every thorn on every rose pricks like rejection / every audition's got promise like lethal injection / what's it like chasing spotlights / those beacons never shine as bright as a theater burning down / what's it like dolling yourself up oh so nice just to find out you’re the guillotine's next bride / and it runs / farewell / be well / in heaven / and hell / last call / we built a nice stage just for you where you can decay to rave reviews / and we won't hold our applause / we bought the place out / filled every seat with all of your best friends and kerosene / death's upstaged and you're the star now / but none of this matters and no one cares
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Love Roses Richmond, Virginia
punk hardcore rock and or roll from rva
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