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Free-range Nut Job
04:17
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Got back from a place of nightmares – dig it
Back to the future tales – you gonna love it
Trading the crazy tales with the crazies
Safely roaming wild – oh yeah!
Tip in all your dreams – I’ve got a wide till
Logic’s not as strong – I don’t get it
I guess I’m the freakiest freak – trying to reason
So don’t ask me to understand
Put your shades on, now we talk
There’s a meaning to it all
Too bad I still fail to get it
You talk and talk and talk
Somewhere deep within the cortex, you see
You said this must be the way to go
Somewhere in a world of superheroes
You meant to be a free-range nut job
Dig it
Dig it
Dig it
I like the arrogance implied
To claim the understanding – that you don’t want to provide
Would you consider – just this one time
That you might be the one not right
Ladies and gentleman, please welcome the never ending conflict of our era
And claim the right to have your vision rule over all the others
No time to be polite, scream louder and keep the fires burning
Until the dialogue becomes hysterical chanting – oh yeah
Free-range nut job
Lovely nut job
Free-range nut job
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Monsters On Parade
04:01
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My horrors on the right
My freaks on the left
United all about keeping the distance
We’re marching on until our feet get consumed
Just making sure our public image looks cool
We’re monsters on parade and this is our world
We’ll bring it to the grave and it’s not our fault
Shaming don’t work on us
If anything it makes us resolute
This is the age where no one is wrong
We don’t repair and complain on
You got the moves
You got the bombs
Like little cowboys
With a sense of loss
Please see that we are the same
Try some empathy
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The way I stick to my ideas
It’s like I’ll never ever change
I don’t want to understand you
The way I stick to my ideas
I’ll hammer my view into you
I just want to finish my speech
The way I stick to my ideas
I’m looking for more followers
I wanna lead the cult of me
The leader rules with no goal
Destroying becomes the point of all
The way I stick to my ideas
Just take my shit and say it’s true
I don’t want to hear about you
The way I stick to my ideas
The way you stick to your ideas
The way we stick to our ideas
Who’s gonna follow us?
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Accumulator
04:08
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You keep on busting my nuts, man
But you don’t count for shit
The game’s survival of the fittest
And I accumulate
I keep the money, keep the love
I keep the attention on what I want
And if you don’t agree you can suck my balls
The more I have the more I go
And if I get then I don’t talk
If we all play godfather, man, I’m on
I’m just afraid that I won’t survive
If someone next to me doesn’t die
You keep on busting my nuts, man
But you don’t want to see
That who’s up there and leads
just accumulates
And when the world implodes for real
I’ll have enough to jump on a space ship
To start it all over again
right in fucking space
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Honky-Tonk Bomb
03:31
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They just don’t get how relevant it is
To show the size of my dick
It’d be improper though, so I drop the bomb
I got up here by sucking and fucking
It was a long hard road
My hips hurt, so now I drop the bomb
Oh the little little ants, dying down below
Honky-Tonk Bomb
Honky-Tonk Bomb yeah
Don’t need to wear shades to be cool
Just need a social media show
First I pose and then I drop the bomb
And don’t you dare say that I’m wrong
I got insane to get where I belong
Megalomaniac now has to drop the bomb
Oh the little little ants, dying down below
Honky-Tonk Bomb
Honky-Tonk Bomb yeah
Oh the little little ants, dying dying slow
Honky-Tonk Bomb
Honky-Tonk Bomb yeah
I make music with explosions
My groove’s death for everyone
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6. |
As Lonely As Can Be
05:04
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Lonely again, lonely again
Just no one is listening
Speak again, speak again
Just no one is listening
I don’t think you’ll save
I don’t think you’ll help
Rest again, rest again
As lonely as can be
You made it so that I don’t belong
I don’t think you’ll save
I don’t think you’ll help
I don’t think you care
I don’t think you’re ok up there
Dead angels, Dead angels,
Just nothing is in my head
Fade again, Fade again
As lonely as can be
You made it so that I don’t belong
I don’t think you’ll save
I don’t think you’ll help
I don’t think you care
I don’t think you’re ok up there
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Totally Invisible
04:13
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Crawling around, I don’t make a sound
Strike from the darkness, sudden and best
Lonely as fuck yet surviving better
Judge me if you dare, we’ll see who lasts
Better not say
And better not show
Here I go go go
Totally Invisible
I always thought I was better than you
You brought me down from my pedestal
Now from the ground I found another way
To prove I’m right and not insane
Hiding my secrets and lying until death
Deep in the shadows, preparing widows
Aim for the win, I don’t give a shit
If I’ll be alone on paradise lift
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Identity Crisis
05:32
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The hair I don’t have dances in the wind
The filters will show a skin I never wore
I got lens in my eyes, this color’s way better
What a set of tricks, hello pretty pretty
But who the fuck am I?
And where the fuck do I go?
And why the fuck do I smile?
If I don’t like me and I don’t like you
I wanna be myself
Identity Crisis
I wanna be myself
Identity Crisis
Free me, please free me, from this prison in my skull
Free me, hey please man, from this prison in my skull
I got a kid in my arms, tells you I’m alive
Got a partner by my side, tells you I’m attractive
This person within me
Is better than the one you see
I just have this feeling
Nobody gives a shit
I wanna be myself
Identity Crisis
I wanna be myself
Identity Crisis
Free me, please free me, from this prison in my skull
Free me, hey please man, from this prison in my skull
Who the fuck am I?
Where the fuck do I go?
Why the fuck do I smile?
I don’t like me! I don’t like you!
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Another little day and it’s you and me
Closer still
Promises and notices to keep the road clear
Closer still
I would give you all to make sure you’re complete
I just wish it doesn’t mean that you will kill me
When I’m gone I hope you’ll feel empty no more
Closer but gone
I wish I knew our love will last on
Closer but gone
I would give you all to make sure you’re complete
I just wish it doesn’t mean that you will kill me
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