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Lookin' Good
02:08
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I’m looking good and I feel like trash
A Rolls Royce that’s bound to crash
A phoenix that’ll turn to ash
I’m looking hot but my body’s cold
I’m fresh faced but my skull is old
Look like a mill, but I got no cash
My name is Dylan, I feel like trash
I am feeling very bad
He is such a handsome lad
I am feeling very poor
He’s successful, that’s for sure
I am trapped inside a shell
World’s his oyster, ain’t that swell?
"I’m literally in hell!"
I’m waking up in the afternoon
It’s like I can’t live without the moon
My werewolf ways gonna catch up soon
I'm so sick I might be immune
I am feeling very bad
He is such a handsome lad
I am feeling very poor
He’s successful, that’s for sure
I am trapped inside a shell
World’s his oyster, ain’t that swell?
"I'm literally in hell!"
I wanna change my lupine ways
My Seagram's and quinine phase
All of my friends know when to quit
I’m feeling faint but I'm looking fit
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2. |
Last Man Sitting
04:02
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This weekend we will know for sure
One more for the road, it’s on me
Did you see that mess in the commode? Hoo-wee!
Hey, did you hear they recalled all the spinach? Hallucinogenic, they say
How is your wife? I saw her pick your kids up from school yesterday, by the way
One more before you hit the hay
It’s only midnight, what do you say?
Hey.
Are you Cinderella, or
Can you hang like a warrior?
This weekend we will know for sure
Can you hang like a warrior?
If that’s a yes, you get a pass
We’ll break the night just like this glass
Why are the lights turning on,
and where have all the patrons gone?
He was sitting right beside me
Now that seat’s unoccupied
He ditched me, yes to my surprise he ditched me when I blinked my eyes
That bitch, he probably’s a cuck
Next time I see his wife I’ll fuck—
Oh hey, man, my bad
No man I’m fine, I’m not mad
I guess I should have
Noticed you got up to use the lav
One more for the road, would you please, it’s on me
A nightcap before you catch some z’s, two or three
Hey can we get another pitcher of the imperial stout
And some picklebacks and some pretzels
the carbs keep us from passing out
Are you merely an amateur
Or can you hang like a warrior?
Before dawn we will know for sure
Can you hang like a warrior?
Are you merely an amateur
Or can you hang like a warrior?
Before dawn we will know for sure
Can you hang like a warrior?
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Community Centaur
05:02
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I love you all, so tell me why
This sentiment seems misapplied?
I'm filled with light. There's no pretense
I can't tame My benevolence
Guess I'm misunderstood
Maybe I am too good
Call me vain, you won't hear me complain
Because I'm a pillar of your community
My track's immaculate, so why can't you see
that what I want to give to you is unbridled
and true aid and affection? That's my predilection
Perfection is what I have. Rejection is what you give
but one you'll see things my way
Centaur: I'm your mentor
Centaur: I'm your mentor
Why can't all of you know what I know is the best for us all?
Why?
I love you all
That's all I've got
This sentiment
Doesn't mean squat
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4. |
Human Waste
04:50
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You shook a hand it was moist, you snickered and you grinned
Snickering and grinning, you and your loyal little friend
But life can be burdensome with a conjoined twin
Wished they let him perish at birth, severed from your skin
What's that? Human waste
He's on you—human waste
He needs you. Human waste
But you kept coming back for human waste
Saw you vegetate right before his beady little eyes
Saw you join the ranks and your core became desensitized
Now you're still breathing, you have a livelihood at stake
It was not so hard after all for you to forsake this
Human waste
He loves you
Human Waste
Regards you
Human Waste
It drains you, oh that human waste
Want to erase his face
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5. |
Old Days
03:25
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Never again could she feel that way
She can pretend, or she can downplay
But that was the time when all was defined
In her little pre-dystopian mind
On the roof of a burnt up hotel
The bulletproof windows and stairwells
Covered in ash, with a no smoking sign
These things can stick to teen age
Like ink on a page
Dreaming about the old days
With neon blacks and hot grays
MRIs and x-rays
Find the regions that contain the old days
Charging a fee, memory’s on file
Noting when she says it’s been awhile
Tell the machine everything it needs to know
To sell a simulacrum of the hotel back to
“Me, yes me,” she says with glee
Well madam, there is a fee
Sign it away, there you go, you dumb whore
The reboot just knocked on her door
Wearing Dior®
Dreaming about the old days
With neon blacks and hot grays
MRIs and x-rays
Find the regions that contain the old days
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6. |
Ice Goddess
03:27
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7. |
Eccentric
01:27
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Look at me I'm so eccentric
So crazy I once sucked a pit bull's dick
Maybe next I'll pull a born again schtick
Pay attention mommy, I'm eccentric
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8. |
Can't See Likes
03:47
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I can't see likes
Must love to hike
And fixed gear bikes
Don't say hi
I'm sick of that
Be witty and wry
And must love cats
'Cause I can't see likes
Well, I'm a gemini
And I'm a femini
I'm intersectional
And intersexual
And I'm an empath
And I hate men
But I love to laugh
I'm free this weekend
But I can't see likes
Every man's the dad
I wish I never had
Don't need complexity
Just solidarity
'Cause that means equality
Right?
I can't see likes
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10. |
Yeth
00:08
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11. |
Freight Elevator
04:37
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12. |
Submarine Races
05:25
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13. |
Chamber of Love
05:12
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