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YOU WASTE AWAY IN YOUR IDEA OF HOME NEVER MINDING THE PROBLEMS OF THE WOLD. YOU SIP YOUR TEA YOU CRITIQUE INDEED WITH GRINDING TEETH I CAN HEAR YOU SCREAM. OPEN YOUR EYES AND STOP THE LIES AND MAYBE ONE DAY WE’LL BOTH AGREE BUT TILL THEN NO OFFENSE WHEN I SAY I HATE YOUR LIFE.
MINUTES HOURS DAYS PASS YOUR ROTTING BY EACH SIGH AND GASP. YOU NEVER LIE YOU’RE NEVER WRONG KILL THE EGO AND ADMIT YOU’RE FLAWED.
TO YOUR SURPRISE I WONT DIE I'VE SEEN PAST THE BULL SHIT LIES AS A MATTER OF FACT YOU DON’T MIND THIS WORLD IS PASSING YOU BY. CAN’T KEEP UP YOU’RE COMING LOOSE EVERYTHING WILL BRAKE AND EVERYONE WILL LEAVE AND ILL BE GONE. YOU’LL STAND BY YOURSELF AND YOU’LL REMEMBER WHEN I SAID YOUR LIFE IS HELL.
MINUTES HOURS DAYS PASS YOUR ROTTING BY EACH SIGH AND GASP. YOU NEVER LIE YOU’RE NEVER WRONG KILL THE EGO AND ADMIT YOU’RE FLAWED.
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Mammon
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I’M PREPARED TO KEEP UP I DON’T WANNA BE LEFT BEHIND. CONSUME, BUY WHAT I DON’T HAVE IGNORE THE WORLD AND SHIT WITHOUT A PRICE TAG. WHEN DID FOUR FLAT SCREEN TV’S BECOME A NECESSITY? YOU HAVE WINDOWS BIG ENOUGH TO SEE HOW EMPTY A LIFE YOU REALLY LEAD.
SINCE THIS NEW WAVE OF HABITS BEGAN THEY MANAGE TO SELL US THE SAME PRODUCTS OVER AGAIN. TELL ME WHAT I NEED TO FEEL COMPLETE AND IT’S BEING ENDORSED BY A CELEBRITY? WHICH OF MY LUXURIES IS NOW OBSOLETE? CAN I THROW IT AWAY OR SELL IT ON EBAY, AND PERPETUATE MY COMPULSION TO OBTAIN MORE STUFF WHILE THE COMMERCIALS TELL ME I STILL DON’T HAVE ENOUGH!
BE AFRAID TO BE YOU AND DON’T PAY ATTENTION TO THE NEWS. AN HDTV GIVES A DETAILED WAY TO IGNORE THE WAVE OF TRAGEDIES. BLINDED BY OUR LANGUAGE CULTURE AND VIEWS WITH A FOCUS ON THINGS THAT I’LL NEVER USE. ME,ME,ME. I’LL BUY, BUY, BUY WITH NOTHING TO SHOW UNTIL I FUCKING DIE.
I KNOW I NEED MONEY I NEED IT TO LIVE AND I WONT BE CAUGHT IN YOUR GAME TO SPEND OR SUBMIT TO ONE MORE THAN ONE BRAND REACHING FOR MY BREAD AND BUTTER WHAT DO TAKE ME FOR, A FUCKING SUCKER?! BOMBARDED WITH ADS FOR YOUR LATEST WATER BOTTLE I’D RATHER SPEND MY MONEY ON A PRETTY FLOWER. PUNCH THIS BURNING DOLLAR THROUGH YOUR FACE SPREAD THE KNOWLEDGE TO FREE THE HUMAN RACE.
WE’RE TRAPPED IN A CONSUMERS HELL, WITH AN INCESSANT NEED TO BUY AND SELL. WE’RE TRAPPED IN A CONSUMERS HELL, LET’S BREAKDOWN THE WALLS OF THIS SYNTHETIC CELL.
THE THRASH THAT’S LEFT BEHIND FROM THE USELESS SHIT THAT YOU BUY IS SOON TO PILE UP TO THE SKY IT INFECTS OUR STREETS AND CONTINUES TO INFECT YOU AND ME. THIS DISEASE TO CONSUME BEATS AT MY BRAIN IT’S A REAL SHAME WE LIVE THIS WAY PURCHASE TO WASTE IT’S THE AMERICAN DREAM IN THE UNITED STATES.
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Trash!
01:58
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AND I’VE GOT NEWS FOR YOU I’M NOT THE DIRT THAT YOU WALK ON I MATTER MORE THAN THE SHALLOW WORDS THAT ECHO THROUGH YOUR OFFICE DOORS. I’M NOT EXPENDABLE OR INCOMPETENT, BUT IN YOUR EYES I KNOW I DON’T EVEN EXIST.
YOU’RE THE TRASH THAT MAKES ME SICK THE STEAMING PILE OF WORTHLESS SHIT THE ONLY THING THAT YOU’RE RICH IN IS THAT HORRID PUTRID STINK.
WITH YOUR HEAD IN THE CLOUDS SURROUNDED BY GLASS SEPARATED FROM THE LOWER CLASS FEELING LIKE A GOD LOOKING DOWN ON ANTS, IGNORING THE FIRE READY TO CONSUME YOUR ASS YOU ABUSE AND USE, COMPLAIN AND WHINE YOU’RE NOTHING MORE THAN OVER PRIVILEGED SWINE.
YOU’RE THE TRASH THAT I DESPISE ON A PILLAR OF SCUM REACHING TO THE SKY.
I KNOW YOU THINK YOU CAN DO ANYTHING, BUT YOUR MONEY HAS BLINDED YOU TO THE REAL ENEMY. THE COGS THAT TURN YOUR WHEELS WHEN STRESSED WILL FALL OUT OF PLACE IN AN UNFORGIVING MESS UNTIL YOUR HEAD LIES ON A STEAK IMPALED ACROSS YOUR GUARDED COMMUNITY GATES.
I’M THE TRASH, IN YOUR EYES, THE ONE THAT MAKES YOU SCREAM AND CRY I HOPE I HAUNT YOUR DREAMS AT NIGHT THAT WAY I’LL GET TO WATCH YOU DIE!
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PAY FOR YOUR OBSESSION, BUY YOUR WAY OUT. MONEY, POWER, STATUS IS WHAT YOU’RE ALL ABOUT YOU’RE SICK DEPRAVED WITH A TREACHEROUS DISEASE. RAPING MORE THAN LAND WHEN YOU’RE STATIONED OVERSEAS. I HEAR YOUR EXCUSES WHEN YOU’RE CAUGHT RED HANDED, SHUT YOUR FUCKING TRAP BECAUSE I JUST CAN’T STAND IT. CORRUPT POLICE AND PIMPS FACILITATING TO YOUR NEEDS WHILE YOU HIDE BEHIND YOUR VEIL OF THIRD WORLD SECRECY.
BUYING FOR YOUR PLEASURE, ROBBING HOPES AND DREAMS. YOU MUST BE DRUNK ON POWER HOW ELSE CAN YOU LOVE THE SCREAMS? DRUG INDUCED AND WILLING OF COURSE THEY’RE GONNA GO. WHEN YOU FLASH A LITTLE GREEN IT OPENS UP A LOT OF DOORS. DO YOU FEEL LIKE A MAN? BECAUSE I KNOW YOU’RE FUCKING PATHETIC. DOES IT EVER CROSS YOUR MIND THAT YOU MIGHT REGRET IT? NO, OF COURSE NOT I KNOW YOU’RE CONSCIOUS WHEN YOU CHOOSE IF YOU EVER CROSS MY PATH I’LL GIVE YOU MORE THAN JUST A BRUISE!
YOU’RE SICK! WITH NO CLUE! WHY HASN’T SOMEONE DECAPITATED YOU?! I’LL DO IT! I SWEAR TO YOUR GOD! YOU’LL KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO FEEL ROBBED OF YOUR LIFE! I SAID IT! YOU’RE NOT HUMAN YOU’RE SCUM INCARNATE! I’LL LOAD THE GUN, YOU PULL THE TRIGGER! NOW TAKE AIM AT YOUR HEAD! THIS IS WHAT YOU FUCKING GET!
WHEN YOU SAY YOU’RE SORRY IS YOUR APOLOGY SINCERE? OR ARE YOU ONLY SORRY YOU WERE CAUGHT EXPLOITING A CHILD’S FEAR? PREYING ON INNOCENCE, NAIVETY, AND VULNERABILITY WHILE TRYIG YOUR HARDEST TO FLIRT DISCREETLY. IT’S NOT JUST OVERSEASE, IT’S HERE AT YOUR DOORSTEP WE’RE THIRD IN THE WORLD USING HUMANS AS NATURAL RESOURCES. SO YOU THINK YOU’RE SAFE? SAYING “IT’LL NEVER HAPPEN TO ME, I’LL JUST SIT BY WATCHING WOULD-BE VICTIMS ON TV”.
AN ENTIRE WORLD JUST A MERE CLICK AWAY WITH THE FREEDOM TO LIVE OUT YOU’RE SICK FANTASIES ALL DAY. “WHAT’S THE HARM OF GETTING OFF IN A CHAT ROOM?” YOU THINK TO YOURSELF ASSUMING NO ONE WILL CATCH YOU AND I DO FEEL GREAT WHEN YOU’RE BUSTED ON TV. BUT THE RATE HASN’T DROPPED AND I GET UPSET AND ANGRY. WHAT GOES THROUGH YOUR MIND, DON’T YOU HAVE THE WILL TO CHANGE AND REALIZE IT’S WRONG TO HAVE SEX WITH SOMEONE UNDERAGE?!
YOU’RE SICK! WITH NO CLUE! WHY HASN’T SOMEONE DECAPITATED YOU?! I’LL DO IT! I SWEAR TO YOUR GOD! YOU’LL KNOW WHAT IT’S LIKE TO FEEL ROBBED OF YOUR LIFE! I SAID IT! YOU’RE NOT HUMAN YOU’RE SCUM INCARNATE! I’LL LOAD THE GUN, YOU PULL THE TRIGGER! NOW TAKE AIM AT YOUR HEAD! THIS IS WHAT YOU FUCKING GET!
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Dankrupt
04:54
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WHEN THE SMOKES SETTLES AND THE DRAGONS ARE SLAIN, I’VE FINALLY GOT A CLEAR HEAD ALL I WANT TO DO IS SOCIALIZE AGAIN. I NEED TO STOP FEELING BAD ABOUT SHIT I CAN’T CHANGE. FUCK THE GUILT AND FINALLY PUT DOWN THE BOWL.
ILL BURN THE HERB THAT MAKES ME GO NUMB, IT LIES TO ME TELLS ME THAT I’M HAVING FUN. DROWN MYSELF IN A SEA OF SMOKE MORE MURDER, MURDER, MURDER I’LL HAVE ANOTHER TOKE.
I CAN’T HELP THAT THE FOOTSTEPS MAKE ME PARANOID, THESE NERVOUS HABITS ARE WHAT I CAME TO AVOID. I’M CONVINCED THIS HAS NO EFFECT ANYMORE, I’M MORE THAN LIKELY SMOKING AWAY MY SOUL.
IS THIS WHY I CAN’T FEEL ANYTHING?
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