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Load the gun – you only get one chance at surprise
Make em run – make the piggy run for his life
Don't need help – I can kill myself
Consciousness, I've got this – Morality is bad for your health
Billionaire – yes he speaks but what does he say?
Hospital air – klebsiella spreading decay
Feed the spin – shit eating grin
Everybody looking at me is dead when I begin
I spread lies – murder someone tonight
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New York Bands
06:27
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New York bands, they ain't your friends
They just want your cocaine
Chew the fat and choke to death
On the piece of meat that you became
New York fans set the trends
Well who asked them what to say
From New York to Pitchfork
One, Two, Three, Four: Fame
No New York Bands
No More New York Trends
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Call Your Guy
06:38
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I always took you for a man of choice prescriptions
You want to buy them, I go to get them
We'll go for a ride, with friends of mine
Become the animal beat within an inch of its life
Just one thing, you'll still owe me
Come around the coroner, slip faster than you die
You'll want a little lesson like you did last time
We go for rides, with friends of mine
Become the animal beat within an inch of its life
Can't squeeze the blood from a stoner
But I still try every time
Good enough, right?
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Born without the umbilical cord
You belong to that kind
From the womb, untimely hued
Son of man, are you of mine? No
See you later, alligator
Channel the master mind
No more faker, doppelganger
No more false child of mine. No
What can be saved, nothing
What can be done
Die in silence, fade to darkness
Caution, err on the side
From the womb, untimely hued
Son of man, are you of mine? No
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Autopsy Turvy
03:25
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I shed skin, I hallucinate, split man from mind
I make to make, make no mistake -- alive, I live a life
But when I want more, more is more
Snake among vines
You breathe in, dig your own grave – you judgment pass
You drink up the wine, taste of the lie – you judgment pass
But when you want more, is more more?
Snake in the vines
No one left to deny
Snake in the vines
No one left
Make no mistake, I break to break
I lie I cheat I mob
So when I want more, more is more
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Captives of war, buried from the light
Desolate imprisonment, the misery of the life
No escape or freedom, or hope of peace again
Merciless beatings, executions, endless suffering
There are no innocent in the throes of war
Only insanity, insanity and nothing more
Sustained by hatred, battle lingers on
Another cemetery expanding one by one
Logical fallacy, cultural enemy
Merciless beatings, execution, endless suffering
There are no innocent in the throes of war
Only humility
There are no innocent in the throes of war
Only insanity, insanity and nothing more
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Spirit Manimal
06:17
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In the flesh belly of the beast
Make another wish
Juggernaut cast the men beneath
Sacrificial stitch
See the blind, hear the silent deaf
Feel unconscious mind
You watch the heads, then you wash the hands
Then you let the mind...
Beneath the wheel cast another stone
Cleanse the sacrifice
Feed the gods, grow the tree of thrones
Praise the men of lies
See the blind, hear the silent deaf
Feel unconscious mind
You watch the heads, then you wash the hands
Then you let the mind...
Only faith of mine reveal message divined
Only faith of mine – blood dead blind
Only faith of mine
Always on my mind the god who worships me
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"'the world’s fastest noise rock band'"
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