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1. |
Trolley Problem
03:37
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Cutting up the subtlety, who needs it anyways?
My logic will keep me safe until the end of days
I cut em up, ripped out its eyes, prepared me to be crucified
If everything turns out my way then we just might survive
Oh you're a big strong man: a thinker and a saint
You've got big, big plans to justify your hate
You're a phony and a pessimist, a far cry from a scientist
You’ll jump through hoops to justify the loss of human life.
You got a new trolley problem that'll put us to the test
and a modern day interpretation of the fate of Sisyphus
Your blood is formed from your echo chamber corner of the internet
a walking frankensteined amalgam human Ship of Theseus
Exceptions to everything on the list
You can't be yourself, c'mon think of the kids!
Accessories born to a life of war crimes
Through logic we’ll find you should take your own life
You're not playing devil's advocate you're simply just
an attention starved contrarian that's overwhelmed with lust
I get your not an evil person just misunderstood
and all the poverty and misery is for the greater good
Its nihilism/stoicism that controls your thoughts
well it would be if you understood the concepts that you flaunt
I don't think I'm making progress I don't think I’ll change your mind
so by your own logic it'd be better if you died.
You got a new trolley problem that was never really fair
its not subjective analytics that you never really cared about
You're an idiot, a liar, a stupid fuckin loser
and the poster boy test subject for the likes of Dunning-Krueger
You claim it’s possible not probable to get under your skin
well that's because you see communities as just a game to win
The means of production can't be seized through automatics
I don't need a lecture on the benefits of new eugenics
If morality is subjective by its own definition
guess it's fine that we shoot at any sign of opposition
“Please don't blame me. I was just following orders
I was told to kill and maim anyone looking at the border”
Someday you’ll reap the seeds you sow when you find yourself alone
clean the glass walls of your home then go back to throwing stones When the world begins to shatter, find your rhetoric doesn't matter
hold the tongue of empty chatter, as we reconstruct the ladder
does that fit into your planner?
Through the uncanny valley standing on a box of soap
and a cliff hanging finale complete with 50 feet of rope
You're debating undergrads who are just scared of being shot
Your little questions aren't that clever you’re just an annoying little fuck.
You claim it's a free country citing freedom of speech
Yet complain the game is rigged when you even hear the word impeach
If your crusade is so righteous and you can put me in my place
prove to me you're not a coward and just say it to my face.
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2. |
Red Mage
02:27
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I cast spell a fireball
And burned my stupid eyebrows off
And only left myself with 9 HP
I tried to heal the damage done
Got my wand stuck in the mud
my strength roll won't pass that massive DC
I'm an expert on so many little things
And I've got so many useless skill proficiencies
The fighter and the wizard and the cleric all make fun behind my back
Cause charismas highest stat
I'm a Red Mage in the way that fun
Amateur skill master of none
A sight for those who don't know anything
And I lose my passion so quickly
In things that I thought interest me
It's hard to put it all down in writing
I'll feed you poison but not enough to kill you
And then I'll heal you but not enough to save you
And then I'll hurt you but not enough to make you leave
Oh I can't even mess up explosively
I tried to fill the holes we got
Be adaptive fix our team comp
But it turns out that there's not a lot to fix
I think I'm finally realizing
The world would still work without me
I'm just an overrated bag of tricks
So I'll train the skills I think are neat
My nature, cooking, lock-picking
A plus 1 filling every single box
So I can't banish a Demon Lord
Or face down 15 thousand orcs
But Ill can open any standard lock
Now the dragons started crawling out its lair
But I only have my pyromancy spells prepared
My swordplay under-leveled and I've fallen to my knees
I don't have the skill but I still got the cheese
And I'll save the world cause its fate lies with me
Slaying monsters is my passion
So I'll use my bonus action
Poison coat my jagged knife
As I quickly extinguish your stupid life
I'll feed you poison, but not enough to kill you
And then I'll heal you, but not enough to save you
And when I hurt you it's not enough to make you leave
Oh I can't even mess up explosively
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3. |
Simple Science
02:02
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Break your neck, snap it back, get attacked by swarms of rats
Eat a bullet, hold your breath, watch your skin turn blue and black
Slit your throat, watch the blood squirt, write about how much it all hurt
Or I guess just sit and wallow, stare at screens until tomorrow
You will never ever get a chance to breathe
You'll never ever learn what this all means
You'll never ever get to sever pain and death cause it's forever
Wake up, fuck the maze, just eat the cheese
5-hydroxytryptamine alone is not enough for me,
I'm too reactive (split the acid) choking on all the chlorine
The inorganic metals in my heart will start to oxidize
My blood has turned to rust (I wanna run) I wanna fuckin' die
Basking in glory, cause nobody knows
They only see the highs cause I cut out the lows
Acetylcholine martini, let's turn up the violence
Don't trust your God when you can trust in Science
Break your neck, snap it back, test out three needles crack
Write a poem about sex, and don't worry about the side effects
Accept the truth you always knew, you're too far in and too confused
What would Mendeleev think you're feelin' sorry for yourself
You will never, ever, get a chance to breathe
You'll never, ever, learn what this all means
You'll never, ever, get to sever pain and death cause it's forever
Wake up, fuck the maze, just eat the cheese
But the carbon cation formation research and funding foundation
Found that fuckin' around will need a step of dehydrogenation
Listen close I won't repeat: electronegativity is key
But holy shit, I wanna fuckin' go to sleep
One, add sodium hydroxide to solution
Two, add your favorite aprotic halide reagent
Three, recrystallize to product purity
Vacuum filter and scrape out your trimethylbenzene
Once in a while the data will follow
A positive trend leading to victory
Too much to swallow, leaves you feeling hollow,
You'll throw in a towel, and give me the keys
Once in a while, the data will follow
A negative trend and you'll kick and you'll scream
Too much to swallow, but you'll still OD on
3,4-Dihydroxyphenethylamine
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4. |
The Player and The Game
03:29
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I hate the player and the game
Cause nothing ever stays the same
Well who am I to point the blame?
I do it everyday
Narcissistic pessimism
Self inflicted cataclysm
I memorized the catechism
so we should be fine
I hope that we might all get better soon
Or else they'll try to terraform the moon
I hope that this doesn't come off as rude
But you don't need another photoshoot
They say the world's a scary fucked up place
They'll break your legs when you complain
buy my merch and send me gifts
subscribe to all that fucking shit
If you're not losing I'm not eating
I am the player and the game
Electrify, Evacuate
Assimilating with your hate
Cause that'll never change
Calculated media
Hell's Encyclopedia
Flashy colors, higher numbers
Wrapped around my thumb
I hope that we might all get better soon
Cause this post isn't getting me enough views
When the fame dies out I guess that I'll die too
Entry level job interview on Zoom
They say the world's a scary fucked up place
They'll break your legs when you complain
buy my merch and send me gifts
subscribe to all that fucking shit
If you're not losing I'm not eating
oooooo
I'm not the player or the game
And not one to evacuate
I've seen the future lived the past
I don't think it'll ever pass
I know that big top carnie crap
you think that I would fall for that?
I refuse to ever suck up
I think its cute you think you're tough'
The numbers numbers prove your worth
greatest on the planet earth
king of all the punks and mods
bow down to your fucking god
Check on me when you wake up
Don't sleep on me its not enough
Keep me close I'll make you better
burn that ugly knitted sweater
I control your minds
your filthy stupid lives
never tell you lies
smile and comply
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5. |
Frunchroom
01:48
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If home is where the heart is I guess you're barely ever home
Because home for you is 400 miles west of El Paso
I guess your situation ain't that bad holding up in Chicago
but it certainly ain't home
If home is where the heart is maybe you and I should go
see an Arizona winter hopefully this year it snows
You're a desert girl in a crowded world and you just regained control
and you’d rather just stay home
If home is where the heart is I gotta get out of Chicago
pack my bags grab all my friends and fucking hit the road
Everyday would be a party with lemonade and punk rock shows
and I’d finally be home.
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6. |
Mandible Claw
03:08
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I think its time we call the medic, I never really was all that athletic
But I did the math I thought that I could make the jump
Don't you know that you'll never be enough?
Don't you know that you'll only get fucked up?
Don't you know I don't want anything else but this?
You think a 25 foot leap is gonna keep me down for three
I don't think you know who you're messing with
You think 150 tacks are gonna keep me on my back
I don't think you know who you're messing with
Covered in my own blood, smelling my own teeth
I do it for the crowd, no I do it all for me
I do it all my life, and I do it for Mankind
do it for Mankind
I think its time we get to business, I swear that it'll only take a minute
maybe I'm a jobber and I'll never not get squashed
Don't you know that you'll never be enough?
Don't you know that I like getting fucked up?
Don't you know I don't want anything else but this?
You think a sharp barbed wire bat is gonna put my on my back?
I don't think you know who you're messing with
Diving through a flaming table is nothing less than fatal
I don't think you know who you're messing with
So I'll get buried alive but somehow never die
Lose my fucking teeth, but get back on my feet
I don't think you know who you're messing with
Tear off half my ear
but I'm still standing here
I don't think you know who you're messing with
Covered in my own blood, smelling my own teeth
I do it for the crowd, no I do it all for me
I do it all my life, I do it for my wife
I do it for the cheers, no I do it for the tears
Cause I still got the stones, I'll do it for my bones
I do it for a living, and I do it for a home
I'll do it all my life
I do it for MANKIND
I do it for MANKIND
I do it for MANKIND
I do it for MANKIND
Have a nice day :)
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7. |
Name 10 Books
03:42
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Have you heard this one, its a new sensation
by those two guys with rape allegations
they're back online and starting a new podcast
Where they shill their merch like it's an indulgence
And spend an hour on racist tangents
With age demographics in the single digits
But anything is good enough for content
Use obnoxious bright red circles so they'll watch it
As long as it fills your motherfucking empty pockets
I'd say see you in hell, but I forgot to ring the bell
Now I refuse to name any of these people
Cause that would give them the excuse to use
This song to fuel a fucking two hour podcast
Where they go in circles repeating nothing
And stupid kids go and watch it blindly
And think "wow its so cool to be so mean and edgy"
But anything is good enough for content
As you preach to kids you don't believe in consent
Anything to fill your motherfucking empty pockets
I'd say see you in hell, but I forgot to ring the bell
You sold your soul
Do you really think I hadn't noticed all the hate and trauma
Your ignorant self indulgent lifestyle only lends the spread of
kids who think they're smart enough to not get sucked into your pipeline
But I know you're addicted to those lies
You'll cry and whine on screen
And never take accountability
This isn't slick trickery
There's no sigma grindset, just slavery
The world is run by fakes and assholes
who think that if you weren't born
Into a picture perfect home then
You deserve to die alone
They want you feeling like your worthless
blindly fund who you're a fan of
Take your life in your own hands
You aren't immune to propaganda
If a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, but you still can't name 10 books
If a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, but you still can't name 10 books
If a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, but you still can't name 10 books
If a 15 year old troll can prove you have no soul
I guess its all money and looks, but you still can't name 10 books
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8. |
Replica Sword
03:48
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The credits will roll whether you like it or not
And Chekov's gun might end up not being shot
You can try again tomorrow, so give it what you got
Its just the Kuleshov Effect its just the way you were raised
Its the rope around your neck, its the fire that fades
Its the Super 8 that you're scared is going to waste
Its the potions that rot in your inventory
cause there's only a couple in the game
And the fact you never really felt like a man
and you think that you are going insane
It's the fact that everything you sing is a stupid nerdy metaphor
It's the brain rot dripping out your ear that's gonna leave a stain on the floor
Oooo these stats are low
Mulligan! take the higher roll
Oooo I'm almost home
follow the chords, grab your replica master sword
Third act comes before you expect it
Everyone you love is affected
thought that we all were protected
"I feel fine" questions deflected
This loneliness is killing me
somehow yet nostalgically
I miss walking home you see
to find myself alone empty
I miss boredom I miss sleeping
I miss not knowing anything
I miss staring till I'm numb
I miss being fuckin' dumb
Motivated just for awhile
Lost the plot impeccable style
1 star rating but made me smile
The writer had a heart
This is my favorite part
The credits will roll whether you like it or not
And Chekov's gun might end up not being shot
You can try again tomorrow, so give it what you got
Its just the Kuleshov Effect its just the way you were raised
Its the rope around your neck, its the fire that fades
Its the Super 8 that you're scared is going to waste
Its all the boring side quests filling up your journal
that you'll never complete but you'll dream
that someday it'll reach 100%
and you'll enjoy the grind and be free
Its the fact that every massive multiplayer
permadeath open world is brutal
And the fact that you try and try but in the end
Your efforts will be totally futile
Oooo these stats are low
Mulligan! take the higher roll
Oooo I'm almost home
follow the chords, grab your replica buster sword
Grab your replica energy sword
Grab your replica master sword
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9. |
Pothole
03:27
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Show me an ad for the new fancy app on your phone
Or show me the guy that wants us all to die thats been running the show
Show me a path leading m
Or show me a reason
to give up and pray
God damnit
Jesus Christ
How dare you leave us all to die
Call us orphans, call us Sinners
Awkwardly quiet family dinner
God damnit
Jesus Christ
How will we get out this alive?
Love thy neighbor like thy brother
Until he starts to love another
Every fist, every bullet
Every protest, every minute
Every day its just getting worse
And I hide like a coward
Cause I'm scared of getting better
If theres no future I'll make one myself
With unlimited breadsticks and overgrown highways
Communities with a sense of belonging
Guitars that never need replacement strings
And never again feeling the need to sing
About revolution and a fiery downfall
the release of rage from a people who have just been
beaten and battered till they think that all this
is all their fault
but its not your fault
no its not your fault
fuck that
God damnit
Jesus Christ
How dare you leave us all to die
Call us orphans, call us Sinners
Awkwardly quiet family dinner
God damnit
Jesus Christ
How will we get out this alive?
Love thy neighbor like thy brother
Until he starts to love another
For our kids and our brothers
for our sisters and our lovers
I wish I was proud of this world
But I'm not, its a shit show
it's a pothole, its an issue
and I wont be happy until its filled in
And I wont be happy until we fill it in
We don't need the government to fill it in
We just need each other to fill it in
You just need another to fill it in
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Feeling nothing hearing buzzing eyes are straight ahead
in the morning ill be boring if I don't break my fucking neck
I don't know how to fix this and the shame has reached its limit
The world has started spinning so evict another tenant
Assassinating social status trying to fit in
Cause this ain't a conversation its the gold I want to win
My worth is based on numbers based on smiles based on lies
and my personality is just a waste of fucking time
I'm a ghost I'm a possum I'm a Harper and a freak
I'm alone like I wanted but now I got nothing to eat
Cashing out from the victims from the misery I sold
No one is gonna fix it, so leave me the fuck alone
leave me alone
go for the gold
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11. |
Self Sufficient
04:40
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Oh I'm Self Sufficient and I'm more efficient
when I'm on my own, so leave me alone
Don't need anybody to keep today sunny
I'm good on my own, so leave me alone
Look at all the work I've done
just took every drop of my blood
hammer on until the job is done
Cause my family is so proud of me
my hobbies making me money
but every time I try to speak
My voice turns into ashes
So I'll sit and chat until I'm free
catch up and share a laugh or three
I really truly thought this was supposed to be relaxing
Am I obsessed? Am I crazy?
I'd rather die than you call me lazy
I'm Self Sufficient and I'm more efficient
when I'm on my own, so leave me alone
Don't need anybody to keep today sunny
I'm good on my own, so leave me alone
Oh I'm Self Sufficient and I'm more ambitious
when I'm on my own, so leave me alone
Don't need anybody to keep today sunny
I'm good on my own, so leave me alone
All night long its off and on
Reruns, doom scroll and Pokemon
All night long its off and on
Stardew, doom scroll and Pokemon
All night long its off and on
Dark Souls, doom scroll and Pokemon
All night long its off and on
its off and on its off and on its
All night long its off and on
Reruns, doom scroll and Pokemon
All night long its off and on
XCOM, doom scroll and Pokemon
All night long its off and on
Skyrim, doom scroll and Pokemon
All night long its off and on
its off and on its off and on its
Oh I'm Self Sufficient and I'm more efficient
when I'm on my own I'm
Self Sufficient and I'm more ambitious
when I'm on my own I'm
Oh I'm Self Sufficient 2020 vision
although it needs correcting never ending and second I'll be
rising from the cage I need to keep my focus
Joke is on me, my friends, my family
disappointed yet anointed to be the perfect prince
I want to be a pleasure just to hang around with
But I'm nervous that my nerves will start chaining me up again
I ask for help and everyone says that its in my head
So I'll do the math myself
chart a path all by myself
research everything myself
I do everything myself
Sing a song for just myself
Play a show for just myself
Take to long for just myself
Cause I refuse to ask for help
I wanna rip out my teeth
I wanna tear em all out
if I got so much wisdom then what's all this pain about?
I wanna wake up in your arms, but I wanna fall asleep alone
I wanna love and be loved but my stupid bones are broke
All night long its off and on
All night long its off and on
All night long its off and on
All night long its off and on
All night long its off and on
All night long its off and on
All night long its off and on
All night long its off and on
Off and on its
Off and on its
Off and on its
Off and on its
Off and on its
Off and on its
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I did it again
Raced towards the end
Forgot to stop and smell the falling leaves
And just pressed send
I did it for me
Forgot to say "please"
Everyone else in my way
They didn't matter anyways
Oh what I'd do to find the right pathway to take for me
And a pleasant ending kind and sweet
Or just a hit of dopamine
Thought I was smart I thought that I was self aware
But retrospectively I was only 2 feet in the air
God Damnit, Jesus Christ
I don't want this to be how I die
Unimportant, but still remembered
Burnt down into ashes and embers
God Damnit, Jesus Christ
My ideals are nothing but lies
Spent a decade, stepping backwards
But still never finding the right words
Break your neck looking back
Try to escape from your past
Spend a few years cutting slack
And eventually accept
While your temple starts to worsen
Your world it still has purpose
Find your faith inside your interests
At least for me I think that's working
You will never ever get a chance to breathe
And you will never ever learn what this all means
You will never no matter how clever
Change your past cause it's forever
So wake up, smell the flowers, and brush your teeth
Wake up, fuck the maze, and eat the cheese
Wake up, take a breath, and go back to sleep
Oh I'm Self Sufficient but I'm not truly living
When I'm on my own, don't leave me alone
I need someone to help me when I'm not in my body
And I lose control, don't leave me alone
I found the world keeps spinning
With or without me living
All night long it's off and on
All night long it's off and on
All night long it's off and on
Off and on it's off and on
All night long it's off and on
All night long it's off and on
All night long it's off and on
I did it again skipped towards the end
Forgot to smell the burning leaves
And called up a few friends
We had a nice day
Regaining my faith
I regret things I did and said
But in the end I'd do it all again
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Just a little bug in the big bad world.
Stay awhile! Get comfortable!
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