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Stars
03:36
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Oh look the preening violence
That soft lilting compromise
Some things we can’t abide by
Or suffer them to grow and thrive
Those mollified and shuffling values
You look like you’re getting scared
The inheritance, those estate taxes
The escape hatch the preppers lair
Why that slight shiver
That soft turn away?
What happened to that visionary
I met on the plane
The one fought for 8 hours and the weekend what not
No child labor
But still keep the cops
And I don’t think that we’ll make it to the stars
I think we’ll kill each other before we get there
No civilization makes it this fucking far
I think we’ll kill each other
Before we get there
Lo and behold
The simpering and faithless
The fence sitting apologists
Just asking questions
Spreading on the subway
Studying the blade
Your mythic heroics
A laughable claim
Forget the forced laughter
The paralells are plain
Its the oldest of ideas
And its happening again
The marches the sigils
The chants and the signs
Get out of the way
Or choose a fucking side!
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Believe
03:19
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There goes the lords of asstown
Stolen storebought knives
The threatening rotations
Doing cosplay just right
We got the daypunchers rumblin
They say the rock the mc
And the rest of us are saying
They watched too much tv
They even got the rocker
The one that goes on top
But i seen them shaking
Snitching to the cops
And of you believed
One single word that you're saying
Your mouth would be closed
And you’df be running
Digging a hole
And pulling it on top of you
Asking if i
Was still standing there
And now the rents come due
My daddy got a call
He said son sell the harley
I said i crashed it at the mall
Maybe we’ll have a party
We’ll sell some pbr’s
We’ll celebrate false brotherhood
Under fluorescent starts
We’ll lie to a couple of girls
Stand around slack jawed
Because under the tattoos and beard wax
These boys sure ain't outlaws
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Night Party
04:04
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When she shudders at the thought that he’s not showing up
But then remembers to call him and work her luck
Pretty sures its been a bit more than three hours
Then you’re feelin where the wolf light shivers
Here’s the ones looking for a part of the action
Not complaining just looking to get a slice of the folder
Didn’t they notice the desert eagle on the table
When you’re joining the night party
Now he’s showed up he’s got the three odd little bags
Not dust stepped on he’s rolling with the glass and the gak
Now she’s scooping where’d she get one of those spoons
Now we’re hearing the wolf light shiver
Now the boys are lookin for a piece of her morning
And she’s saying she doesn't want no stains on the flooring
Now you’re messin with a different type of person this time
When you’re joining the night party
Now we’re drawing patterns on the edge of the paper
Finding tape, impromptu projects for later
Now we’re touching the surface of our skin with knives
When you’re feeling the wolf light shiver
There’s she’s popping zits on the surface of lightbulbs
Holding edges with wrenches meant for children of cuckholds
And you’re wondering how the hell did i get here
When you’re joining the night party
There’s the pigs rolling up in their squad cars
And the curtains move maybe an inch too far
He didn’t see it and neither did she when they came out
As the wolf light shivers
Now the cracks of the rounds are turning to thunder
Its just the money nothing personal but our plunder
No intention of going down like the sheep
now we’re joining the night party
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Harmless
05:45
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Is that the case?
I don’t see you around anymore
Your face
Don’t have the appearance of one careworn
Its plain
That you don’t have the practice
A shame
Because its right to the mattress
If i don't see you on the news
You're worse than useless
If i don't catch you on the weekly papers
You might be harmless
If you socialize over tattoos
Maybe you're worthless
Verified weakness of youth
Now let's kill some fascists
We know where you live
We know where you sleep
We know where you hide
What company you keep
Those footsteps you’re hearing
They getting closer
I can see her
Standing shuddering shamefaced
Such self loathing
Reconciled across her face
Now you stutter
Unexpected reinforcement
Oh how you wonder
You couldn't see the signal portent
We know where you live
We know where you sleep
We know where you hide
What company you keep
Those footsteps you’re hearing
They getting closer
The pyres are ready
The table is set
Why the commotion
We ain’t started yet
Can you hear the raw tumult
Of the baying hordes?
J’accuse
J’accuse
J’accuse
De lachete
Raise stockpiles
Put aside all terse vanity
Puling smiles
Not a workers dating scene
Neg-negotiate
with the ones who wonder
Why would you reconcilliate
with those whose boots you're under?
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Laughter
05:11
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Well rob i've only got so many characters in this invitation
But i wanted to say i was sorry for the stuff that i did to you when we were kids
Gosh nathan we may been kids when it began but over time we aged
and you didnt relent in the slightest and we inexorably became young men /
I’m glad you remember because i sure do I can only hope that my daughters treat
others with respect and are treated with respect.
I wish you and all those around you the absolute best of wishes.
I remember how you set fire to my hair held me down fingers pried my eyes
wide open Put a piece of glass right on the meniscus of my shrieking movement
Im not looking for Karmic relief and I completely understand if you prefer not to respond to this.
How could I not because all these years I’ve been hearing the sound of your laughter
You may remember that I was put into a mental institution/secure youth facility
as a result of you and your pals 'hobby'. During the time that you were having your fun
it may interest you to know that my mother attempted suicide on
multiple occasions, several times right in front of me.
I hope you never have to watch someone you love open their veins in front of you
with a kitchen knife and then have to apply a makeshift tourniquet with a Chip & Pepper T-shirt.
I was released from the facility ( a fresh hell that could fill a thick book)
and upon regaining some small vestige of my sanity found myself in a school with,
wait for it, you and your coterie. And all I remember was the the roiling build
Echoing through the halls of the piercing sound of laughter
Let me get just one thing good and straight
You went and made two mediocre copies of yourself
And now you don’t want nothing bad to happen to them
That’s got to be just about the most pathetic thing I heard in my life
Some things you just can’t take back
After some initial torment you lost interest in your hobby.
What pursuits you substituted I can only imagine.
Perhaps it involved pulling the legs off of insects. I don't know.
In the years that followed I developed a variety of addictions,
Unable to formulate even the most basic level
of trust between myself and others, haunted by the weakness and horror
As the years wore on, I was able to construct
some vestige of what you may describe as 'a normal life'.
You're right. You could not have possibly
been a worse kind person.
That's the thing. People like you get to live your lives
do things like go to school, go to college, meet a girl, raise a family,
buy a house, watch the game, flip some burgers on the BBQ,
While people like us get to put the pieces back together in the wrong order over the course of decades.
And all I remember is the sound of laughter
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