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SICK OF IT
02:31
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JUDGED
02:34
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IF A FOREST IS FULL OF COLOR, SHOULD WE BURN IT DOWN?
WHEN A MAN LIVES IN SOLITUDE, IS HE STILL A THREAT TO YOU?
IF YOUR GOD'S PLAN IS SO DIVINE, THEN WHY PERSECUTE HIS ART?
DOES YOUR ANCESTRY DEFINE WHO YOU ARE TODAY?
BECAUSE, WHATEVER MY BLOODLINE SAYS, DOESN'T MEAN SHIT TOO ME.
YOU DISGUST ME BEGGING FOR EQUALITY, AND IN THE SAME BREATH, YOU CATEGORIZE ME WITH GENERATION OF MORON BIGOTS WHO I HAVE NOTHING TO IDENTIFY WITH.
YOUR JOKES AREN'T FUNNY. YOUR WORDS ARE VILE.
YOU WANT A REACTION, BUT YOU WON'T GET A SMILE.
WE ARE ALL THE SAME.
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PAY TO DIE
03:11
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I CAN BARELY KEEP FOOD ON THE TABLE, BUT YOU EXPECT ME TO KEEP THE ECONOMY STABLE.
YOU'LL PUNISH ME, AND STEAL MY WAGES, IF I'M UNABLE TO MEET YOUR OUTRAGEOUS FEES YOU SET FOR AN UNREALISTIC PART TIME CARE, THAT ONLY COVERS A CHECK UP ONCE A YEAR AND IF I'M SICK, I'LL GIVE YOU HALF OF MY ANNUAL INCOME, AND YOU'LL LAUGH AT MY MISERY DRIVING YOUR BANK ACCOUNT, HIGHER AND HIGHER, WITH EACH UNFAIR AMOUNT YOU TAKE AWAY EACH MONTH, JUST SO THAT I DON'T GET THE CARE I NEED AND I CAN PAY TO DIE.
I CAN BARELY PAY TO KEEP A ROOF OVER MY HEAD.
YOU ONLY WANT ME ALIVE BECAUSE IF I'M DEAD I CAN'T PAY IN, AND FEED YOUR GREED.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A NIGHTMARE TO MY AMERICAN DREAM.
I CAN'T LIVE MY LIFE STARVING FOR THE RICH.
I CAN'T LIVE SUICIDAL WISHING THAT ALL OF THIS WAS SOMEWHAT FAIR, SO TELL ME WHY IT'S PERFECTLY ACCEPTABLE THAT WE ALL SUFFER AND LIVE TO PAY TO DIE.
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FRIENDS AND FAMILY
01:55
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FRIENDS AND FAMILY
ARE NOTHING BUT
PEOPLE YOU KNOW
AND SOMEONE WITH THE SAME BLOOD
YOUR FAKE SUPPORT GIVES ME MORE DRIVE
THAN ANY KIND WORD YOU CAN VOMIT OUT
LAST NAMES MEAN NOTHING IF YOUR LOVE IS SOMETHING OFFERED ONLY AT YOUR CONVENIENCE
YOU'RE NEVER THERE TO SEE OUT HEARTS
YOU'RE NEVER THERE TO SHARE OUR PASSION
YOU WRITE IT OFF AS IF WE'RE ONLY PASSING TIME UNTIL WE DIE, HOLLOW, LIKE YOU
WE'RE BEYOND BLOOD
MAYBE WE ARE PASSING TIME, BUT IT'S BETTER SPENT LIVING SOMETHING WE BELIEVE, THAN GIVING UP YOUNG AND DYING, HOLLOW, LIKE YOU
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SUPPORT
01:53
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YOU DON'T SUPPORT WHAT I LIVE FOR, WHY SHOULD YOU SUPPORT ME WHEN I DIE?
DON'T EVEN ATTEND MY FUNERAL.
DON'T EVEN ATTEMPT TO CRY.
IT'S A PURE FUCKING LIE IF YOU SAY YOU MISS ME AFTER I'VE DIED AND LEFT THIS PLACE, BECAUSE YOU'VE PASSED ON EVERY CHANCE TO SEE ME ALIVE FACE TO FACE.
I'VE NEVER FIT INTO YOUR SCHEDULE.
I'VE NEVER BEEN GOOD ENOUGH TO BE AN INTERRUPTION TO YOUR FREE TIME, OR A MOMENT AWAY FROM YOUR TV.
WHEN I DIE
DON'T SPREAD LIES
I'LL HAUNT YOUR FUCKING SOUL
IF YOU EVER CRY
IT'S YOUR FAULT YOU'R NEVER THERE
IT'S YOUR FAULT YOU'RE NEVER THERE
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SCUMBAG
02:35
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YOU FUCKING JOCK
YOU'RE RUINING IT FOR EVERYONE
RUNNING BACK AND FORTH FOR BLOOD
TO PROVE THE HOLLOW POINT OF THE USELESS REASONS YOU FOLLOW IN THIS TREND OF FAKE FUCKING MUSIC FANS, WITH NO RESPECT OF MAN.
BEAT HIM DOWN. SMASH IN HER FACE.
TO THIS SONG, THAT'S BLUNTLY CALLING YOU A DISGRACE.
HAVE FUN, FEEL ALIVE.
ENJOY THIS TIME WITH FRIENDS, BUT THIS VIOLENT JOCK PERSONA, FUCKING GAME NEEDS TO END.
YOU FUCKING LOSER, SCUMBAG.
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DEATH CYCLE
02:07
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CONFLICT FANS THE FIRES OF BIG BUSINESS
SUPPLY NEEDS DEMAND OR NO ONE GETS PAID
BUILDING ARMS FOR THE SAKE OF THE DOLLAR
TO THESE IGNORANT SOULS WHO SIGN THEIR LIFE AWAY
WHAT USE IS AN UNWASTED LIFE, ANYWAY?
THE ELITE PUMPIN CASH TO THEIR SWORN ENEMIES MARKETS TO MAKE A QUICK DEAL AND A FEW BOMBS
BUT SOON THEY WON'T SEE WHAT IS GAINED FROM THEIR PURCHASE
FOR WHAT THEY BUY IS THE END OF US ALL
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RIG TIME! La Crosse, Wisconsin
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