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2. |
Listen
01:40
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a cis straight kid is angry again
how can you tell?
some more shaved heads
an outburst, some songs about hatred
and some shit that hasn't even happened yet
yet, they'll have the resources to let fame and money flood to them
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
LISTEN
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
listen to the queer kids
LISTEN
TO
THE
QUEER
KIDS
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3. |
Captain Trauma
01:43
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I have these dreams, that feel so alive
emotions inside
I've uncovered the truth
with help from Captain Trauma
the angers where it unveiled
Aye Aye Captain Trauma
hold me
I've forgotten to breathe
this suffocation outlasting
tell me, that I'm currently safe
and none of this is happening
I have old fears
that'll always stick around
the situation is safe
but not as soon as I hear that sound
I'm on the floor and I fucking shake
Aye Aye Captain Trauma
hold me
I've forgotten to breathe
this suffocation outlasting
tell me, that I'm currently safe
and none of this is happening
Aye Aye Captain Trauma
Aye Aye Captain Trauma
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4. |
Will at Hand
01:19
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(GO)
fix the broken bottle
slices open the hand
wound left open
stumble, while you've got the chance
but something about that lemonade stand
knocks you flat on your ass
waddle around, one track mind
asking around for your grapes
hoping to find
what makes you quack
while you shiver about in the streets
found your warmth
pouring from your hands
you cannot learn
from rage and glass
waddle around, one track mind
asking around for your grapes
hoping to find what makes you quack
while you shiver about in the streets
but something about that lemonade stand
knocks you flat on your ass
and you'll do it all over again
it extracts
your
WILL AT HAND
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5. |
U.S.A. Bitch
01:00
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we have to survive off money
yet, the average white man
would hardly give a fuck
if he saw a dead body
on the streets
if he saw someone starving
the head on your shoulders
if selfishly routed
why don't you go
help someone
who has it off
worse than you
theres not much to fixing this world
just get off your corporate ass
and put your time and money
where its needed
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6. |
Purple
00:41
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I'm a submissive bombshell
you can see it in my smile
cotton candy hair
confidence in my hips
a glisten in my aura
fucking, sparkle in my eyes
and none of it is yours
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7. |
Fountain
01:23
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overflowing with liquid pain
blood on my mind and in my veins
these melting eyes, I can't explain
pulsating skull, my broken brain
I don't want to be a fountain
body, mind, I'm always doubting
I don't want to be a fountain
roll the boulder up the mountain
theres no way I can let it all out
all I do is scream and shout
there is no path there is no way
pulsating skull, my broken brain
I don't want to be a fountain
body, mind, I'm always doubting
I don't want to be a fountain
roll the boulder up the mountain
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8. |
Bliss Machine
01:30
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sick blue glow, just watch
What do you know? just watch
this is your home, just watch
digital hell, just watch
they've glued us to our bliss machines
they decided we dont mind
they've glued us to our bliss machines
It's their time they suck us dry
keep us scrolling, watching, feeding
this endless feeding has no meaning
keep us scrolling, watching, feeding
the human mind is broke, it's bleeding
I only need my bliss machine.
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9. |
Withered Wood
01:25
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underneath this shriveled thing
tendrils reach out towards the sky
the light shines through in such a way
you feel it may just come alive
seal me away
in this carbon crypt
this ancient beast
this withered wood
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10. |
Panopticon
01:10
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cameras always on us every moment of the day
they see what we're doing, they hear what we say
facial recognition, automatic scans
technocratic hellscape, destroy it while you can!
panopticon
panopticon
panopticon
pan-op-ti-con!
they're always watching
you and me
they're always watching
break free!
cameras always on us every moment of the day
they see what we're doing, they hear what we say
facial recognition, automatic scans
technocratic hellscape, destroy it while you can!
panopticon
panopticon
panopticon
pan-op-ti-con!
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11. |
La Muerte (Reprise)
04:17
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heart shatters the head
no sympathy within your reason
It's all for the dead
no true thought, you've lost whats human
air scented red
violence stabs close and tight
with a boot against your head,
peace doesn't persuade like a knife
you've become unhuman
clawing away at the wound
ignore it's your own fingers that bleed you
distorted truth since the womb
ignore your life, the people that need you
air scented red
violence stabs close and tight
with a boot against your head,
peace doesn't persuade like a knife
you've become unhuman
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