1. |
SCAM!
03:12
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SCAM!
I'm calling you out,
Yeah, I'm calling you out.
I figured you out,
Yeah, I'm calling you out.
SCAM!
You ain't gonna play me like a game!
You ain't gonna play me like a fool!
You know that I don't like you
Everything you do is a (SCAM!)
I can't believe my eyes,
when you see my face and you
Don't know who I (AM).
I build you up
I gave your name
I write your words
You can't complain
I hope you fall apart
I hope you go insane
I hope the truth comes out
and everybody sees
your fucking game.
You ain't gonna play me like a game!
You ain't gonna play me like a fool!
SCAM!
You ain't gonna play me like a
You ain't gonna play me like a fool!
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2. |
Dinosaur Song
03:39
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I hope you don't mind if I leave?
Before my words take hold of me.
You want a god to set you free?
Then you should act accordingly.
I hope you don't mind if I go?
I don't want to make a show.
The better I am the less I know.
The world is burning and
we're in the front row.
Please don't be who they want you to be.
Don't be complacent,
"Smile and be patient".
Don't let them tell you what to do!
We are coming like a freight train!
Please don't be who they want you to be.
We ain't free.
Nobody's free.
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3. |
Metropolis
02:16
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I sit and wonder where my days went.
My chest is pounding from
the sound of the basement.
My head is spinning,
and I just can't get you out of my mind.
I feel it deep inside my bones.
Surrounded by love with nowhere to go.
I'm screaming at the top of my lungs,
but I'm doing just fine.
Could you repeat that?
Cuz I can't hear a fucking thing.
I been looking for a new kind of love,
and I know we just met but I can't get enough.
The walls are dripping, dripping with lust.
I'm losing my grip, but you're helping me up!
Could you repeat that?
Cuz I can't hear a fucking thing.
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4. |
National Razor
02:30
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Guillotines,
We need guillotines!
For the rich,
for the red hats.
Fucking Guillotines.
We're seeing history repeat itself,
and no ones making sense of it.
Just like screaming at a wall.
We value the lives of the rich,
more than we value the lives of the sick.
And the same ones yelling to "be free."
Well the irony's not lost on me.
not lost on me.
Reward them for the world they built?
or punish for the world they killed?
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5. |
Knuckle Dragger
02:32
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Nothing feels better
Than a fist dead center
of a knuckle draggers face.
Chicken soup for the soul
when your body feels cold.
You’re a living disgrace!
Hate controls my arms,
controls my mind,
controls my mouth.
If you don’t like what I’m saying,
then you can come find out.
Well, you got nothing to say?
Then quit talking to me.
And I can feel the pain
I love the taste of my own blood.
I can't get enough.
Oh, you got nothing to say?
Then quit talking to me.
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6. |
Clay Spade
03:00
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It’s about time
For you to
make up your mind
I will fail by design
And ill never pick up the pieces.
Who do you think you are again?
Ain’t nobody wanna be your friend!
And you can go and play pretend,
But the time has come to be a man.
Chin up
Get tough
We won’t need
Ivy League
Oh, you thought you could dream, kid?
Watch as they,
break you down.
Tear you apart
piece by piece,
limb by limb.
Shut you off,
break your soul
until you end up
bitter and cold.
You’re just a shell of what you used to be…
(Like a)
Hand made
Clay spade
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