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Fruit Punch
01:29
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Hand over fist
Grey market affluence
They call it underground
Smell of entitlement
And NPD's
Really bringing me down
You come in here
You piece of filth
This ain't your place
Just quit it
And now
Can't come around
Why?
Try to relate you find
Proscriptions and majority come easier when sipping on contempt
Black out
Face down in your mothers tits
Mistakes will happen so
Defer responsibility, unhook her bra, latch on and take a pull
Unpasteurized relations
Tend to turn sour
Give'em a yard, they'll take an inch
And still expect the difference
Right
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Emaciated
02:18
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Chaffing I'm sore, living wet dream
Yea people get off on using me
Locale's just a function of pay
And the clients always stay the same
I don't mind cigarette smoke
Expanding frontal lobe's a joke
My pity was institutionalized
I got a dick full of spite
Amphetamines my owner used to feed me
His significant, a deadbeat
Maintain bladder control, but I still piss on the floor
And I love the feel of slipping fingers in mass appeal
Pump my veins and manage mean
Dosage increase
There's something wrong with me
I'll spread you thin
Now say my name
Say it again
Well I don't know it's kind of hard to speak with this load in my throat
As for my head it's been emptied now
But I'm still coming down
5/500's everyday served everyway
Emaciate
Staring at Big Lurch in heat
Phencyclidine, come take a piece
Know what I mean?
Know what I mean
Know what I mean
Fucking eat me
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Stop the Vote
01:05
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False cities open up their doors
Nothing to be found here but vagrants and power whores
Basement elitist and the closet rich
We're all just searching for a way to scratch that itch
And I don't know,I might be wrong
But sometimes I don't feel like singing other people's songs
Do you hate the man that tears down walls?
What about the one that drops the bomb
They say that god will save us all
The only question is what from
So stop the vote
Just stop the vote
It's our only hope
From turning into one of them
Pretending they are my friends
Stop it, riot
Fucking, buy
This is a world of wasted youth
But the problem isn't just substance abuse
It's that nobody
Gives a fuck
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Fester Faster
01:07
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Glasspile
01:13
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Surfing at home
All alone
I'm so rich
Indoor surf pool fun, yea
Hang ten
Stunt freak
Can't hang on
Head first into glasspile, glasspile
Tripped and fell what a hell
Tripped and fell what a hell, yea
Surfing at home all alone, I'm so rich
indoor surf, surf pool fun, hang ten
Stunt freak cunt, can't hang on, head first into
Glasspile
You fell into a
Glasspile
You fell into a
Glasspile
You fell into a
Glasspile
You fell into a
Glasspile
You fell into a
Glasspile
You fell into a
Glasspile
You fell into a
Glasspile
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Maybe
Next time, we'll get it right
For now we can't succeed
But it happens to the best of us
So we're led to believe
While our shame is now exposed
Hanging limp, tired, and lame
It still gave us all a boner
Stiff and strong brought on by shame
Hey
Shame boner
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