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WELCOME TO GUCCI BABY WAVE DELUXE JOHN CENA ULTRA IMPACT EDITION
the last intro sucked
so I took it out the cut
we've been working on some song, songs with really awesome dudes
we've been working on some songs some songs we hope you'll like to listen to
and guess what?
this is the new intro
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Become
01:00
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little cuts have been infected too long, it’s good
cause everything that could go wrong should
I can’t keep from becoming you
as much as I run from it we both know it’s true
sit and wait cause there’s nothing to do
we’re both loaded guns and the triggers are loose
I can’t keep from breaking down
as much as I try I’m still just a clown
everyone likes a funny joke
and I think it’s me
and I think that you know
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Peeled
01:08
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hesitant you scraped your knee I watched it all unfold in front of me
compliments without those wheels followed closely at your heels
innocent, innocuous
never calculated just a plus
recompense you’ll get your due, a monument that’s dedicated straight to you
I’ve peeled back skin that was thicker than steel
I’ll crumble your life if that’s how I feel
you’re on my net just as soon as you’re born
I am the greed and the bones that you leave after war
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Snake Piss Seller
01:04
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I’m just trying to be famous I want air brushed skin
I wanna feel shameless I want my morals to be paper thin
folded under pressure of countless millions
of bodies with all of my sermons tattooed on them
ordained bounty
holy ghost, surround me
spirited visions of my future lay before thee
take this body
please use me
abuse me
just choose me
I’ll give you more than a pound of flesh
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Kook of the Day
01:22
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reckless self abandonment is just a play that I’m familiar with
feckless attempts to get my way throw it away or ends the same
and for the last time I’ll get sorted out
bootstraps aren’t enough
this health potion, skin lotion
please keep my brain in motion
what a notion
oh god forgive me
I’m paranoid
could this outlive me
get destroyed
walk on concrete
a speck a flea
nothing to complete
how can I leave
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Depression's Only
00:57
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I had another dream last night that lasted too long like Pavlov's dogs
I hear the bell and bleed from my gums way past the point of no return
lost in the brain fog I'm decomposing
let the air leak out of my lungs I gotta make it big I gotta post on TikTok
I gotta make everyone think I got a big cock I gotta get my stupid brain out of a headlock
out of nothing comes someone and no one wants to hear him
talk I'm sick of complaining to my friends
depressions only sad when it ends
my mother always said I was too much to deal with
the worst of two but nothing new could ever see her through it
therapy could work for me but not when I abuse it
validate some insecurities and just drink to it
I should have flatlined years ago it still doesn't make sense to me
I've cried too many tears to know what life can see that I can't say I've made it so close to the line but it keeps getting farther is this the end or could it all be that it just gets harder
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Your Way
00:56
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If I left tomorrow you you probably wouldn't say much you'd probably leave me for the curb explanations are just a crutch and I try to see it your way, I can't explain my way out of this one. If I left tomorrow I, I'd be a sad stray mutt, apart from empty bowls, I probably wouldn't need much and I try to see it your way, I can't explain my way out of this one, we're done
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bright gold uniform
a sigil
old and torn
a tale as green as the sky is blue and burning
I'm old hat and grey
two symbols
a tattered page
the prayers are drowning out all the noise and turning
right
into the space
between the
eyes and brain
a single edge of a sharpened blade it's churning
eating dirt
rub it into our wounds
it hurts
it's palpable and then again it's nothing
I'm disturbed
scrub the mental bank through
invert
intangible there's nothing here but suffering
Bright gold uniform
it's almost
Tearing loose
We're all just tied in one big ass noose together
Light from distant stars
neon from filthy bars
addiction feeding our hopes that it gets better
Fire my only round
a horrid cracking sound
the marrow covers my vintage cashmere couch
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these sad IKEA drapes
what a beautiful gateway they'd make
how long would it take to wipe the popcorn ceiling off my face?
I'm incomplete so discreetly
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I've never felt so creative
I've never felt this alive
I've never been this connected
I'm such a big part of this lie
I've never been this sedated
I've never felt so ready to die
I've never been this connected I'm holding brains and I'm ready to fry. Nicotine tastes like peppermint grab some strings detune play never meant death machine eating heads it never ends bespoke holy ghost was here but he came and went
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Don't Meet Yon Heroes
01:52
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I was so willing eating my skin wearing it out like a stupid graphic shirt
I paid the bill and signed the receipt for misrepresented new ways to get myself hurt
whimsical shitposts artistic stickers I'm just a goon and I'll whistle while I lurk
everythings 4/4 like I said before eat my ass and stop counting like a nerd (1 2 3 4)
heads down on the floor cameras are live for more turn on your smile and talk every single word (5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16)
don't meet yon heroes
I've been disappointed
I'm disappointed
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Scary to know the government really cares about your phone, you're so, so special. Hell is your home, the drywalled 2x4s contain too much, and they've been listening foil your doors. The next generic suited goon to come to my porch is getting the torch. I ain't no corporate toy. Disgusting used up fascist boy. Face tats gave me a choice, the rest of you ain't got a voice. Isolated and low, the earth ain't flat it's a giant hole, and they'll never tell you. Death and Taxes
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Fent
01:13
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so he's coming home with a brand new bag of tricks
he's gonna find out who the biggest swinging dick in the room is
curtains are all drawn
light a candle with adrenaline
one more time
let it fent out again
skin is hot and flush with the slightest little prick
the most beautiful hug from a rubber band it feels so affectionate
one last time
let it fent out again
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shitonthefloorfromcryinghard
neck pinch
spine twist
black eyes
shit blood
thirty years old they say
is better than before
but my feet are so sore
bruised up my bones just stayin home
the kids are so bored
drowned out or ignored
my room this shit so old
like me
despite me
weak kneed
inspiring
fuck this shit
over load
(everything sucks)
[do you want to hit me right in the face?]
(ah, no)
I am growing out
my brains in a cauldron of thickened hair
ironic that my scalp is thinning out
vilazodone
citalopram
Celexa
Zoloft
fluoxetine
Prozac weekly, Prozac
trazodone
Lexapro
paroxatine
Paxil, Paxil CR
venlafaxine
Effexor, Effexor XR
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(Thomas)
pushing me out
you got a pretty big mouth huh
the last time that we tore it up
you ripped me into pieces
pushing me out
you said you barely heard a sound
the last time that we tore it up
you broke me down
(Chris)
t a l k t o o m u c h t a l k
d u c t t a p e on my m o u t h
falling out fall back in
sorry that I said too much again
this time I'm listening
walking on a line so razor thin
I got a magic pill
taking it makes everything so real
chemically balanced mind
leading from behind and you're still
(Thomas)
pushing me out
you got a pretty big mouth huh
the last time that we tore it up
you ripped me into pieces
pushing me out
you said you barely heard a sound
the last time that we tore it up
you broke me down
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I know it's impolite to say that none of this seems real
but what you see is what you get
these days I've been feeling feels
I probably shouldn't feel
I've got a garbage dump inside my head
disconnected people reconnect by disconnecting
from the world that's locked up in a phone
sitting in a room that's full of people
people people still will find a way to stay alone
I know it's just my age and it's probably cause I'm lazy
but the state of all this shit has got me feeling like I'm crazy
and I know that some of you worked really hard for your degree
but no one gives a fuck about what you think
everyone is so important everyone's an expert
everything is worth debate but most debate is censored
how can anybody think that anything's okay
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pressure building up inside my skull I need relief
something or something like it
pull the plug and let me go
I think I need to leave
go somewhere or somewhere like it
everything’s on fire
I feel like I want to scream
at someone or someone like it
nothing feels important and important feels like nothing
like anything like anything
problems just stay problems
we’re ectoplasmic vomit
nothing ever mattered in the first place
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one shot, click-click-click, reload, reload, reload
twenty thousand THB, make a call to Nino
Western Union, six-zero-zero-zero
I go easy mode, cheat code, cheat code, cheat code
Drain Gang, GTB, you know we go psycho
at the Texaco gas station talkin' on the phone
can't stay here, I've got to go, this feeling won't leave me alone
I stay off the road, incoming, watching through the scope
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20. |
Burnt (Taylor's Version)
01:42
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somewhere deep down there's a portion of you
I didn't bury it but someone was going to
every day just the same as the last
neverending cycles of constant kicks in the ass
take a breath cause this ain't too bad
I've been hearing that since I was only two-thirds as sad
the mask is shattered into pieces of glass
the corks are popping off another year we won't get back
get yourself done first
this time will be the same just worse
put yourself in their shoes
everyone here's the same as you
crawling about underneath all my skin
a feeling wants to surface and its patience is getting thin
keep it down and quiet for what it's worth
I always tell the truth and realize sometimes that it hurts
take a breath cause this ain't too bad
I've been hearing that since I was only two-thirds as sad
the mask is shattered into pieces of glass
the corks are popping off another year we won't get back
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time slips by
too many questions not enough sand in the glass
I can't try
too many suggestions and not enough coming to pass
so won't you care to breathe in?
I probably already fucked you up even if I didn't it's not good enough, I can't tell if you're alright
we're all just living through it til we stop to think about it then we sit and let it weigh us down like tiny little rocks that get stuck in our shoes that we can never stop to take off so I keep on moving forward it's the only way to walk and if I ever stumble just know that's all I was taught
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So you wanna learn to play the guitar?
Punk is dead, punk is dead.
So you wanna start a punk rock band?
Punk is dead, punk is dead.
So you wanna find a place to play?
Punk is dead, punk is dead.
So you wanna get a record deal?
Punk is dead, punk is dead.
Punk is dead.
Punk is dead.
Get a sober cab. Punk is dead.
Get a life instead. Punk is dead.
So you wanna wear nothing but black?
Punk is dead, punk is dead.
So you safety pin the skin on your back?
Punk is dead punk is dead.
So you run when the bullies attack?
Punk is dead, punk is dead.
So you sleep in the alley out back?
Punk is dead, punk is dead.
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