1. |
SUCK
02:22
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put words in your mouth yeah I got some more shit that you can fucking suck
been in my brain and my mouth for damn well long enough
probably not what you wanted but damn it is what it is
Lucky that I'm still one of the few who do give a shit
to a /fault, god is a garden hose and Im a golf ball
(x) water grit erosion to dissolve
-who's suckin, another mystery to never be solved
staring at unknowable but fuck it we ball
empty sleeves with dumb bitch disease,
watch work suck all drive out of me
mosquito bleed, I pay no heed
nothing in life ever guaranteed
a pale void burning both ends melt the wax
race against the clock, ain't no time to look back
don't make me remind you of the time you said that
you never would again, shut the fuck up, cut the chat
pile of dead dreams mass grave
the Kelly Slater of machine brain wave
max headroom, nah mine's concave
moving from the desert to the fucking cave
shadow watch twenty twenty/
three when I'm allowed to see
vortex funnel cloud
force field of debris
black hole I will leave
eject detainee
outside suction force
but sometimes I dip in deez
the vacuum on its knees
watch it delta on my p
localized pressure differentials
drain it like capri
sun feel the gravity
pulled to mp3
I put out for free
no suck straight quality
cannot drain it dry
infinite supply
swollen with fluid
the juice undiluted
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2. |
I FUCK MYSELF TO DEATH
03:22
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I fuck my self to death I
fuck my self to death I fuck
my self to death I fuck my
self to death I fuck my self
it takes all day
deep in my place
it comes I stay
brilliant decay
the end what end
watch time distend
as I decend
watch closely
blink and it's over, parallels astound me
hot head exposure, i retread ground spree
started perpetually, no plea, I'm previously mentioned f5 spraying debris
till I spin myself out, no point or substance
wasting time when problems run in abundance
finding out too much, product of fucking around
all unfinished when I'm in the ground
I fuck my self to death I
fuck my self to death I fuck
my self to death I fuck my
self to death I fuck my self
self sabotage, self sophisticate
that's for less, wield it wrong and watch the 3rd leg dislocate, dead eye on the
aim, hand steady iron sight locate
to quickdraw I dropped the distillate, no threat,anticipate
a bunch of bullshit, that don't really track
I don't know if it's real, I don't know where they're at hyper
vigilant, stay aroused I stay alert
call it a boner cause it's gonna fucking rot in the dirt
death grip on these fleeting moments
all I have, I write my obit
every fucking text component
that it's liked is just a bonus
phallic symbol deep in hand
slips through fingers like it's sand
hourglass is fully damned
never goes how it is planned
I just keep it fucking pushing
for solution I've stopped looking
I do not need solid footing
waste to spite the shit enduring
i know for sure one day I will die
I'm going to have a good time
I fuck my self to death I
fuck my self to death I fuck
my self to death I fuck my
self to death I fuck my self
to death I fuck my self to
death I fuck my self to death
I fuck my self to death I
fuck my self to death I fuck
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3. |
GIVE ME HEAD
01:59
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give me, I need
head
Dwyer love gun
this will hurt someone
they giving head like a hole
and any hole is the goal
gender nondescript
I'm into that gay shit
I just want to spurt
cum so hard that it hurts
doctor says if I don't get some head by next Thursday that I will pass away
it's been nice knowing y'all cause no way I'm getting sloppy toppy in this fuckin place
if Elon musk is so smart why hasn't he invented a pill that makes my nut taste like au jus
and if cums so good why have we still not yet (x) invented cum 2
cause I haven't wrote it yet
method acting, quiet on set
still researching the role
I need it swallowed whole
watch my shame depart
so the slut era starts
so desperate, reek of need
but the quest continues at speed
give me, I need
head
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4. |
THE BITCH I DICK
04:46
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fuckin way she goes it sure is like that
it often seems that the bitch I dick it dicks me back
face down ass up /that shit is fucking cash
it often seems that the bitch I dick it dicks me back
bang bang that’s back shots, hear it smack
it often seems that the bitch I dick it dicks me back
i often have no choice /it doesn’t seem to ask
sowing rules and reaping sucks
goblin disheveled lurking for that fuckin gherkin
this is survival horror metaphor, precision of a surgeon
on my trauma center shit, stick em like a urchin
the pendulum swings, i dodge the spines insertion, though you
can't win em all, i can barely even do most
unsure of my reply, i just shove it down the throat
they’re happy to oblige, leaving me completely soaked
exactly as i’d hoped
slide it in, close eyes focus, the muscles clinch
vice grip skin,tension building, i feel it twitch
intertwined limbs twisted of sick design
vulgar acts i just want to fuck you back
fuckin way she goes it sure is like that
it often seems that the bitch I dick it dicks me back
face down ass up /that shit is fucking cash
it often seems that the bitch I dick it dicks me back
bang bang that’s back shots, hear it smack
it often seems that the bitch I dick it dicks me back
i often have no choice /it doesn’t seem to ask
sowing rules and reaping sucks
volcano pussy bigspin into peter melter
facedown buried its no sleep in sheets forever
dumb endeavor, locked in too deep together
gaze in it too deep, u just might see the dweller
i am here, void heated, nuts un-depleted
mysterious forces squeeze on me unimpeded
i pushback on gp but i know it stops nothing
bide my time till i get to do the fucking
give and take we’re way past where i thought i’d break
no escape not sure that i would anyway
body and brain distinction i don’t entertain
all the same fuck or fucked i still fuckin came
then i dick it back
till it dicks me back
fuck it disgusted
switch it quick spit
for lack of options, its low on the list
but if it's all that's there then i'll take it
up my sleeves,(just) like I kept it
oh no it's been resurrected
that's a dick joke, except it's not funny
feel it clear up in the fucking schtummy
do nothing but breed like bunnies
til the gonads red and puffy
all fours like bosses de nage,
the hole takes barrage
watch the top dump and dislodge
kinetic bombardment, Rods from god
in my feeble attempt to limp away
live to dick it down another day
I return in kind the mercy it lacks
when I get to dick it back
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5. |
CHOP MY HEAD ON
01:32
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revenge of the shit post your interest is purely superficial
life is interstitial i load trash
i make the reference all that’s required
signifiers irreverent i’m fucking tired
over libidinal representation they didnt fucking say that
i see through manifestation I engage in it’s mutilation
tattered irony cloak my former friend
smoke screen ain’t holding up, your fuck has fallen out again
attempt to cover up, your cowardice
all your friends, will fucking hate this
cannot engage directly, your brain in conflict
still cannot stop gazing upon it
attempt to cover up, your cowardice
all your friends, will fucking hate this
say just in it for maymays and maybe they’ll forget
reminded that you’re in a place you’ll never ever fiT
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6. |
SLUNT (
03:13
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at the no loads refused cum dump , at the bar just chilling deep in the cut
belt tight and my pants firmly on , sitting back and observe phenomenon
at the no loads refused cum dump , watch em pound the piss out of this slunt
pen and pad out, notes scribbled upon , sitting back and observe phenomenon
watch the slussy bend in ways thought unpossible
lose your watch, see the bulge in abdominal
i hear david attenborough in my head
while i’m trying to figure out how the slunt isn’t dead
the bodies capacity for punishment
has left me paralyzed in astonishment
their eyes glazed in oceanic bliss
to be honest i’m a little overwhelmed by all of this
but i show no outward signs, keep all emotion locked in the mind
bodies pulse intertwine , into a mass undefined
Existenz type mass construct, like tom cruise in eyes wide shut
floating through the scene untouched, feelings cramp inside my gut
at the no loads refused cum dump , at the bar just chilling deep in the cut
belt tight and my pants firmly on , sitting back and observe phenomenon
at the no loads refused cum dump , watch em pound the piss out of this slunt
pen and pad out, notes scribbled upon , sitting back and observe phenomenon
unsure if i should be here, sometimes don’t feel enough queer
used to upkeep of facade veneer, constantly wanting to disappear
and now i have, least known unknown, the decision is mine alone
i know eventually that i will say yes, but still don’t want to participate yet
slunt non practicing, insecurities i’m battling
slunt non practicing, feel the fucking fear inside fracturing
and you can’t fucking make me do shit
i’ll do it when i’m ready for it
at the no loads refused cum dump , at the bar just chilling deep in the cut
belt tight and my pants firmly on , sitting back and observe phenomenon
at the no loads refused cum dump , watch em pound the piss out of this slunt
pen and pad out, notes scribbled upon , sitting back and observe phenomenon
at the no loads refused cum dump , at the bar just chilling deep in the cut
belt tight and my pants firmly on , sitting back and observe phenomenon
at the no loads refused cum dump , watch em pound the piss out of this slunt
i think i’ll stick to one at a time. thanks
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7. |
FIST SPIKES
03:03
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OUGH, BITCH
pain knuckle duster, I keep it close
punch completely through your god damn throat
tucked in pocket ready to rock
fiddle with it when I walk down the block
it's got your name on it
DIE
pulp
beat to a pulp
blunt force
look and you shall find these fucking hands,
switch pulverize to fakie necromance
cause you’re fucking dead, if you fuck around
no mercy till you’re dead in the fucking ground
break face no mirrors in the usa
america already wants me in the fucking grave
shits about to get kamikazee
in the country still ran by nazi’s
come and get it, you get shredded
eviscerate, wound dilate
grip it tight, lung puncture spike
on my fist, i am pissed
move or get moved, soon to be bruised
hemmorage wound, start and be doomed
ready to snap, step in my grasp
hear the bones crack, kill, attack--------
KILL
fist spikes
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8. |
KLAXON FIGHTER
02:39
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gallagher to the melon
blind and deaf to all din like helen
keller, killer, i grip weapon
use it at my own discretion
gallagher to the melon
face that launched a thousand shitposts like helen
of troy, destroy, all with the weapon
use it at my own discretion
just like sledge o matic it’s not funny
but the jokes on me, i animorph into the dummy
this commentary about a decade late
in trench coat neck brace screaming update
“apparently nobody gives a shit so fuck em”
i often ruminate over unknown repercussions
bass rattle dweller out the void no concussion
i insert myself into the discussion
trying to figure out why everyone was on his dick
cause it’s just another dude posting on the internet
treated reviews as gospel, man i don’t know
maybe i’m finally just getting too fucking old
bless jpeg for doing fanbase culling
the memeing out hand getting fucking insulting
as the reviews continue unfettered
i would really rather just have another taiga record
haven't thought about this shit since i was like 19
used to watch all the dumb reviews on my screen
i still don’t really understand how tastemakers can launch or sink careers
i only care about the opinions of my fans and peers
gallagher to the melon
blind and deaf to all din like helen
keller, killer, i grip weapon
use it at my own discretion
gallagher to the melon
face that launched a thousand shitposts like helen
of troy, destroy, all with the weapon
use it at my own discretion
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9. |
KILL ME (HELL FUCK)
04:04
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fuck me in half, fuck me till my eyes go black
fuck me till it’s agony, till i forget what is peace
choke till eyes roll, fully under control
complete submission, before breathe ask permission
it starts good at first, in love with how it hurts
dominance asserts, but i feel something lurk
the ache starts to dull, disinterest fills my skull
session length endless, i am getting restless
no new tricks, lost your edge, and your flame
been through these moves before, lately it’s all just the same
tolerance has went up i need some new pain
seems always that there’s a stalemate at the end of the game
it’s fucking lame, i’m ready not to play, act begs for it’s own death
like me at the start it’s begging to be dead with every breath
maybe it will follow me and claw it’s way out of the depths
on the list of prisons i saw where it’s fucking name was checked
kill me hell fuck
active contempt, that i, understand watch it
slip through my fucking hands, stick to the original plan
eons of damn, i hope i’m fucking wrong
rebirth undergone, comes back fuckin strong
i’m ready for 3.0, I know you don’t hear me tho
why the fuck would you, i am nothing to you
this shit is all for me, to process this grief
used to be hella keen, but life is fucking siege
spirit scarred over i had to remake my own a system blower raised by death and now alone
life in the gap i’m just another coat tail riding parasite eating scraps
it meant so much to much to me die and do it all again on gp
kill me hell fuck
i miss the idea of you
i miss my misery too
i miss the idea of you
every minute is a death that i accrue
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10. |
ALL FUCKING TIME BITCH
01:49
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not the fastest, or the best just high on stubbornness
but i think it’s obvious i’m one of the most of all fuckin time bitch
i’m me and nobody else is, molded in those tedious trenches
hurriedly scrawl schematic sketches, four winds, pipe bomb, knife to oppression
i just want to go completely ape shit, void left it’s mark i have embraced it
i am a fucked up amalgamation, spare parts from the eye bleeder combination
not the fastest, or the best just high on stubbornness
but i think it’s obvious i’m one of the most of all fuckin time bitch
a void in the right place is no substitute for the real thing
play it fucking loud to get a sense of the charge that i bring
don’t do it for the accolades
one of the most of all fucking time bitch
for the thrill of thrashing barricades
one of the most of all fucking time bitch
do it till i’m fucking dead and then i’ll still do it
one of the most of all fucking time bitch
find me in the fucking silver magic mirror fluid
we’re all the most of all fucking time bitch
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11. |
GHOST PUNCHER
04:10
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GHOST PUNCHER MOTHER FUCKER
i’m not afraid, get the fuck out of my house
indomitable, you spectral fucks
I throw the right and left, keep swinging like my fucking nuts
drenched in holy water, i haymaker them fisticuffs
taste the special technique shoryuken uppercuts
and now you’re fuckin hurting, i rip through ethereal
my techniques are ineffable, i will demonstrate several
on your celestial ass, punishment plentiful
make this ass whooping inter dimensional
i’m not afraid,
get the fuck out of my house
i need no fenton ghost gauntlets, i keep my shit bare knuckle
holy water is conduit, watch the specter buckle
wipe my ass with a ouija board, indifference to shades
sage and silver i return, violence you have gave
GO
i’m not afraid
get the fuck out of my house
i want you to fuckin fuck off
vacate your transparent ass out my spot
poltergiest activity, while i’m doing squats
beat your wraith ass back to burial plot
up and down them damn rows of crypts
i predict about to face some more fist conflict
deliver spectral wound, u can hear veil rip
as i punch clear through your fucking shit, bitch
punch clear through your fucking shit, bitch
fuck a damn medium, ludacris sized fists
punch clear through your fucking shit, bitch
brace for your long overdue re-entombment
punch ghosts in half
channel my fist up your ectoplasmic ass
stop calling my house
please stop calling my fucking house now
stop calling my house
fucking stop it
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12. |
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smoke (smoke weed with ganja god)
charge of the vape off the nintendo switch dock
the dishes will get folded and the dinosaur gets walked
cautious ascent slow cooked like i’m in the crock
guess that’s why they call it pot, i can barely fuckin talk, i’m bout to
go straight non functioning,
major couch lock, let that bitch do it’s suctioning
it’s ain’t really fun no more, i’m headed for the fucking floor
couch caught me thank god, cause i’m fucking struggling
blinker? i hardly fucking know her
smell my brain smolder, a wrench in the rotors
feelin a fucking moron dumb idiot boner
but still not high enough to like dopesmoker
it’s a fucking terrible album and i stick to that
i stay true and free on my shit like curts new hat
hit that fucking silly stick and then study the bejlade
prolly not but i might stay high all goddamn day, bitch
smoke (smoke weed with ganja god)
my cobra head draped in blue fucking skittles
hit it half a time and eat 34 mcgriddles
not built for this, i shrivel
into the bed, throat of thistles
put on magic school bus
until I can stand to have my eyes shut
room spins like meat spin dick fuck
guess I'm going to have to kill some time standing up
tai chi at 3am
I don't know tai chi I just pretend
make some fucking nuggets, wait for this to end
hoodie up, to defend
power wash simulator sesh
feel my brain decompress
eventually sleep, dreams are odd
smoke weed with ganja
ghawd
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13. |
SHIT MY PANTS
06:41
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blech
fuckin thesis on the, music band
compared myself to them
for forever
i am trying to stop cuz
i will never
be them
i will be me
instead
i like that better
the freak i wanna see is playing in my headphones back at me
i'm on my way, embrace the climb, move swift when it is time
opened eyes i seize it , put it on digital then i freaked it
i’m not aloof and mysterious, i post too much on twitter bitch
on life kicks shit, get got get it
on life kicks shit, how i exist
sublimate negative into positive
on some third eye blind shit, also my prerogative
throw it down like i’m dying cause i know that’s coming soon
so until then i will play my silly tunes
keep it true dweller my man, the og plan
was always just go as hard as fuck with whatevers on hand
imac moment
i wont romanticize homelessness
i’m not built like that, tho i want it bad
besides it won't work anyway where i was living at
all have our paths, take unique trajectory
wear influences on my sleeve discrete identity
separate, and same i am somehow all three and none
i do not proclaim, just happened to have noticed some
similarities, accidental resonance
treat the source material with utmost reverence
nostalgia, is a fucking poison, i don’t like the way it’s pointing
but forward i cannot see, and hell is behind me
move
go
another instance of being built different, used to be so pissed at indifference
dying to be seen, death echoed in the cracks between
i owe it a lot, foundational building block
now classic rock, hoes unfazed, not the least bit shocked
and thank god for that, no going back, wasn’t weird to begin with in fact
thinkpad attached, though i don’t need that, got a whole phone record to blast
only me, not three, build sculptures from digital debris
no prior project success to glean, just barely escaped captivity
this is no video essay, no real overarching point to make
love letter to a band that put me on my way, but now it’s my fucking life to shape
now it’s my fucking life to shape
i loved it so much , i hope their next album doesn’t suck
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