1. |
Sterilize
08:07
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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
*
**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 want to bring life
Into this godforsaken place?
Press the red button
And let Democracy do the work of God
Religion and Science
Constantly divides us
There is no harmony
*
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By lies... by lies... your lies end lives
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2. |
Running Out of Time
03:29
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What are you waiting for?
Some fucking sign?
Why won't you make a move?
So stuck inside your mind
Hours burn into weeks
Check your progress
What the hell do you see?
Complete garbage
*Running for your life
Running into strife
Running out of time
Absolutely no excuses
Yet abandoned you are of your muses
Cracking under all of this pressure
All your wasted time catches up with you
*
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3. |
Thrash Sabbath
05:37
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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
Rally up the clan - 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, m'kay?
Blazin' it to Chains, tellin' stories 'bout my day
Some call it bitchin', I just like to complain
Yet 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 calls the fucking cops
*
Hide the weed
Hide the bong
I'm not about to be caught by cops
Every sheriff from Morgan's at our door
Hid the weed
Hide the bong
I'm not about to be fucked by cops
Misdemeanor turns into a felony
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4. |
Child of Man
05:50
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Send your sons to fight your war
Knowing not what holds in store
Your country needs you more
To ensure we rule the world
Storm the shore
Defenses torn
Machine-gun coup d'état
Demonize the enemy
Abandon humanity
*War is the child of man
Nurtured by tyrannical hands
Pawns we are for the establishment
Of a new world order
Now that the war is won
Where o' where is your son?
Letter then came through the mail
And explained in great detail
From heavens fell
A mortar shell
In second's breadth-
Instant Death
Your unreal cries
Your unreal pain
That's the price - Freedom's bane
*
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5. |
Vaginal Sludge
07:30
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So you think she's the one
'Cuz she can't keep her eyes off you?
You keep her as an interest
She keeps you as her secret
*The attention that 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 and never fucking smokes ya back
Says she misses you and wants your love
Then turns around and says that to another one
*
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6. |
Alive?
05:25
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Watch as the sun begins to descend
Time to lay your head to rest
Yet your thoughts begin to race
Reminding 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 you are denied of your most desire
And you know your frustrations stem from constant failure
I am alive, but why do I not feel alive?
This hate I hold overwhelms
and its aimed at myself
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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7. |
M.C.I.S.
05:21
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My city is shitty there is no excuse
Copious amounts of neglect, trash, and drug abuse
Panhandlers out to play upon your guilt
But how certain can you be of their cardboard, anecdotal lies
*We're the meth capital of the world
Panhandlers and pot-holes a galore
Highways and strip-malls: What a bore
You know the ol' sayin' "You can't polish a turd,"
But that don't stop the city from
Gentrifying lower-socioeconomic neighborhoods
It used to make me laugh, but now I get mad when I have to see
A world absurd in which the rich keep getting richer
And the poor keep growing poor
*
If it weren't for the friends I've made in this shitty city
I'd put a bullet in my brain
Why anyone would wanna live in this shitty city
God only fucking knows
Ain't no shame in sayin' my city's shitty
The golden shackles tend to be your employment or your family
But don't you dare get stuck in this fucking state
When all's you's gots to do is drive yourself to a much better place
*
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8. |
Oblivion
05:16
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My precious city has burned down
Stepping on the ashes that cover the ground
*Molotovs and fire-bombs 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
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