1. |
the cattening
01:32
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im always in some fuckin hurry
which hydra head decides?
my systems cease to worry
or at least delay the function
i vomit out the words you cannot speak
although you think youve heard
while looking at my lunch through some dystopian curve
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2. |
peroxide
02:05
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i cant believe in something i cant see
my screentanned eyes are dyed peroxide green
so sweet
the taste of toxic nectar
itll rot your teeth
you drink it dry to make your mind divide
and blend your brains into slime
then ride in with a pack of rats
and leave in a swarm of bees
what will it take to put a little panic back into your bloodstream?
lets synthesize the sound of all your fucked up pointless pipe dreams
i can feel the frenzy in your smile
play dead for awhile
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3. |
el doso
02:52
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strung out on pins and needles
every step that i take is a fuckin mistake
why do I keep bashing my face into this wall?
i guess i get what I get
you tear my head up into shreds
bury me alive because my brain is dead
i feel like hell
can you feel the tension in the sick style?
i feel like hell and my wires are crossed up
I feel so fried
dont try and tell me what to think
im hangin on the brink of self destruction
so why try?
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4. |
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I saw myself from every ugly angle
in the fourth dimension
and i ate my own face
though i had to learn to love the taste
there's nothing left for me to look forward or to look back to
so where do you go when all you can see are dead trees and miles of red concrete? i think about the infinity of it all as i fall apart but i cant fall asleep
left here to fry underneath the nuclear sun's seductive heat
it's all an instrument of mass constriction
that makes my stomach twist and knot like cheap hotel sheets
that i forgot or failed to notice
but they didnt bring a blacklight
now noone will ever know this
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5. |
cat the 4th
02:07
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last call
weve been living much too long
and if you think you have the right then youre wrong
i cant make sense of anything
everybody get the fuck out
if you hesitate ill split every skull inside this place
suicide-go-round
if youre sick of it then stick around
i dont feel anything
i wont feel anything
this world gets me on my knees and fucks me over and over and over
i hate the way i feel conditioned to think
i think i love it
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Cat Daniels Kansas City, Missouri
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