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Sterilize
07:58
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Humans always hunting
Answers to questions
That are far beyond them
This pursuit of knowledge
Does nothing but damage
Our only place in space.
Exhaust resources
Poison the forests
Look with your own eyes
Our planet's demise
Demise, Demise,
Your lies end lives
Penetrate the Stratum
Build bombs that split atoms
Instigate immense Hate
Blame not airmen
Nor riflemen
But the abuse of technology
Exhaust resources
Poison the forests
Look with your own eyes
Our planet's demise
Taint the atmosphere
Create State of Fear
Black smoke and fire
Onset by liars
I don't mind if we sterilize the entire human race
Why would I wanna bring life into this godforsaken place
Press the red button and
Let democracy
Do the work of God
Religion and Science
Constantly divides us
Where is the harmony?
Exhaust resources
Poison the forests
Look with your own eyes
Our planet's demise
Taint the atmosphere
Create State of Fear
Black smoke and fire
Onset by liars
By lies, by lies,
Your lies end lives
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2. |
Vaginal Sludge
07:10
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So you think she's the one
'Cause she can't keep her eyes off you
Relish in sim'lar interest
Unaware of her secret
The attention you give, she thrives off it
But the attention she gives back ain't exclusive
Why bother being with another
Who could very well be banging your brother
Plays with your heart
Rips it apart
Lips cold as steel
Advice: steer clear
Use and abuse your kindness
smokes all your weed, doesn't compensate
Says she misses you and wants your love
Then turns around and says it to everyone
The attention you give, she thrives off it
But the attention she gives back ain't exclusive
Why bother being with another
Who could very well be banging your brother
Plays with your heart
Rips it apart
Lips cold as steel
Advice: steer clear
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3. |
Alive?
05:13
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Watch as the sun begins to descend
Time to lay your head to rest
But your thoughts begin to race
Remind you of your disgrace
I am alive
But why do I
Not feel alive?
This hate I hold
Overwhelms
And it burns like Hell
Once again I am denied
Of my own desires
Yet I know my frustration
Stems from constant failure
I am alive
But why do I
Not feel alive?
This hate I hold
Overwhelms
And it burns like Hell
In life, you reap what you sow
You sow what you know
And all you seem to know
Is Sorrow
No!
Quit your bitching
You've always been
Quick to give in
This ain't living
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4. |
Oblivion
05:04
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My precious city has burned down
Stepping on the ashes that cover the ground
Molotovs and firebombs exploding everywhere
This could all have been prevented had you listened
Coming its way: Oblivion
Coming its way is madness
Coming its way: Oblivion
You cannot escape the end
Highways and infrastructure crumbles apart
Much like my faith in people shatters my heart
Molotovs and firebombs exploding everywhere
This could all have been prevented had you listened
Coming its way: Oblivion
Coming its way is madness
Coming its way: Oblivion
You cannot escape the end
Coming its way: Oblivion
Coming its way is madness
Coming its way: Oblivion
You cannot escape the end
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5. |
Thrash Sabbath
05:35
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Now that the work day is through
Time to see if my buddy came through
Whipping out a sack of fatties
Call up all the squad; let's party
Keggers to the left, Blunts being passed at right
Everybody here's having a good time
Meanwhile the neighbor across the street
Is being nosy and ain't too pleased
No fun is allowed
Drugs are the Devil's way
Drugs are bad, okay?
Blazing it to "Chains," telling stories 'bout my day
Some call it bitching, I just like to complain
But I can't help but get this feeling
My Spider-Senses are tingling
But I muddy them with a fucking ton
of Mississippi Mud and lots of bud
Meanwhile the neighbor across the street
Reaches for the phone and dials three tones
No fun is allowed
Drugs are the Devil's way
Drugs are bad, okay?
Hide the weed
Hide the bong
I'm not about to get caught by cops
Every Sheriff from Morgan's at our door
Hide the weed
Hide the bong
I'm not about to get fucked by cops
Misdemeanor turns into a felony
Hide the weed
Hide the bong
I'm not about to get caught by cops
Every Sheriff from Morgan's at our door
Hide the weed
Hide the bong
I'm not about to get fucked by cops
Misdemeanor turns into a felony
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