1. |
Natural Causes
02:50
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you die to be someone
but live to stay bound
do you run with the hare
or do you hunt with the hounds?
does the second hand smoke seem to cloud the way out?
steel to the chin
send his spirit to the clouds
to feel something
can’t stand to feel nothing
tore up inside
you toe the tightrope
or you tie the noose
so quit frontin
sticking around to see something
you die to be someone
but live to stay bound
do you run with the hare
or do you hunt with the hounds?
does the second hand smoke seem to cloud the way out?
voices in the dark seem to
fade out
I hear something
what was that? you heard nothing
tore up inside
you can toe a tightrope or
you tie the noose
Hate the product
it’s all the same
matches on gas
pissing on the flame
bound for hell
you’re praying for a miracle
nowhere to run
this is life in america
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2. |
World on a String
03:06
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I’ve got the world on a string
and it’s light as a feather
and I’ve got all the clouds in my fist
but I’ve been too caught up in all the bad weather
Had to rob from the drug store
thought you’d clear 8 grand
the second that your foot hit the curb
the dye packs burst right through your hand
pick-pocket the school kid
thought you’d clear two bills
the second that you look to the left
a man in blue and he’s aimed to kill
I’m bored to death with the heat
it does nothing for me now
I’d burn all the money and flee if I could manage it somehow
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3. |
Honey Hive
04:01
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Search out for treasure in the sand
Been lost for days now
We’d scrape up pennies gun in hand
Unpack the clown car full of suits
Unlock the door please
We left our only hanging noose
They warned you
You wouldn’t make it out alive
To hell with them
Take me to the honey hive
This week we’re running 5 for 1
Don’t sweat the deadlines
Mother told me this was just for fun
Round up the henchmen
From our home
15 whole dollars
Let them eat we’ll pick the scrap from bones
They warned you
You wouldn’t make it out alive
To hell with them
Take me to the honey hive
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4. |
1229
02:42
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park toward the end of the street
headlights glaring from the houses adjacent
paranoia and nerves at my peak
until the sweat drips off of my skull to the pavement
Up ahead where the streetlights dim
An apparition of teeth in my sight
Too frozen by fear to reverse
and I wish I would’ve stayed home tonight
but if I only knew then
would’ve seen it long before a red dot sight
but I was dumber back then
wish I would’ve stayed home tonight
up ahead where the black dog sleeps
a coward crawling in bare moonlight
too frozen by fear to reverse
and I wish I would’ve stayed home tonight
but if I only knew then
would’ve seen it long before a red dot sight
but I was dumber back then
wish I would’ve stayed home tonight
wait until the barrels in your mouth
born in the gutter and spit out on
South Racine
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5. |
Dark Humor
03:47
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What would you do if down was up
and honey trickled like water?
How would you treat it?
Would it taste better?
Are you turned off by the offer?
Choose fast
You can’t linger
It’s my hand
Pulling the trigger
So sink and return to me, the computer
We just crack up at your effort man
It’s dark humor
What do you do when right is wrong
but your hands on the buzzer?
Torn to pieces by German Shepards
Take the complaint to your mother
You’re too late
We have a winner
All of your earnings just got thinner
So sink and return to me, the computer
and pull out your looking glass, this ones newer
The odds that you’ll quit me now just got fewer
We just crack up at your effort man
It’s dark humor
It’s all laughs
It’s all fun
Thank you for playing the game, until next time, fare thee well
Proudest loser
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6. |
Pedestrian
03:35
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all tangled in orange
and if nothing rhymes with that then
let me vent all my new complaints
Stop the tape looks like a wrap they say
No one heard anyway
Is that my face?
I don’t recognize the distinction
that’s just some poor old fool
he’s been looking for his marbles they threw away
He’ll die soon anyway
Like screaming curses at wind
Death is noiseless
A shade of pale on your skin
Death is noiseless
Check for a fever then die by your receiver just praying that your signal comes in
Be more exposed
Like an awkward sexual tension
that’s gazed in public view
til a foot cramp brings on the sudden death of you
Sing the song I know you know the tune
Like screaming curses at wind
Death is noiseless
A shade of pale on your skin
Death is noiseless
Check for a fever then die by your receiver just praying that your signal comes in
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