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Terrible People
02:42
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I hate the pigs, but they hate me too.
(So) when I screamed it loud, it was nothing new.
(But) when I’m sitting at home, doing nothing.
They’d rather see me out burning something.
Pour all the guilt on the innocent.
While drowning their sorrows in their medicines.
Hypocrites, they’re piss-poor liars.
I just found the fuel for my unlit fires.
Terrible, terrible people.
Trying to convince ourselves
that we’re not just terrible, terrible people.
Burning in this boring hell.
Racism and homophobia,
when they taught it in school, it was never enough.
‘Cause the ignorant fucks rewrite history
to neglect their wrongs and their hypocrisies.
Your pride is fueling your hate.
So drop dead and suffocate.
Take a fist straight to the face
‘cause society is still gonna change.
We're all
Terrible, terrible people.
Trying to convince ourselves
that we’re not just terrible, terrible people.
Burning in this boring hell.
I met a girl with a pretty face,
but it was all she had. Oh, what a waste.
Childish and selfish, she felt entitled.
Here words were worth less than a dime and nickel.
Don’t preach, and take for granted,
your parents gifts that bore your madness.
You’re not your mom and you’re not your dad.
So think for yourself and not like a kid.
We're all
Terrible, terrible people.
Trying to convince ourselves
that we’re not just terrible, terrible people.
Burning in this boring hell.
And when you dream at night do
you forgive yourself?
From the back of your darkest secrets
you’ll never tell.
Do you think that you’ll be happy
in the end?
Or are you still just a hypocrite, a piece of shit, without any real friends?
Terrible, terrible people.
Trying to convince ourselves
that we’re not just terrible, terrible people.
Burning in this boring hell.
Terrible, terrible, simply unbearable
I hate the smell of you terrible fucks.
Terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible, terrible people
that’s all we are.
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2. |
New Year Goals
03:57
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Wasted nights and days, the girls that got away
Time machines are always fuckin’ with my brain.
Out of common sense, need lack of consequence
Tell me that I’m thinking right.
Take it back, take it back!
And no I’ll never say sorry to you because I really never felt that way.
You’ll run your mouth and ask me to relate to all the stupidest things that you do.
Days pass one by one. We lost sight of the
Sun and time and all the youth we tried to hide.
We lived too fuckin fast and burned up all our gas.
Drove straight into the ground.
Run your mouth, run your mouth!
Don’t even care what you’re talking about because you never took the time to think.
Tell everyone and never have the guts to say the words that you felt in your heart.
Your words don’t bear a mention.
My mind’s made up with my worst intentions.
This was a call to what’s left of the old you.
I’m gonna miss you all the way ‘til I get home.
Don’t want to sleep all day, I gotta get away.
Pack my bags and leave all of of the past behind.
I won’t fuck up again, that’s what I tell my friends.
Still hold on to the dream
I’m okay, I’m okay!
That’ what I tell myself every time but I’m not sure if I can trust my brain.
Eyes on the road, and don’t look back at all the bridges that you burned in your mind.
Your words don’t bear a mention.
My mind’s made up with my worst intentions.
This was a call to what’s left of the old you.
I’m gonna miss you all the way ‘til I get home.
Don’t even try to reason.
You’ll use new words but they have no meaning.
This was a call to what’s left of the old you.
I’m gonna miss you all the way ‘til I get home.
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3. |
Notice Me
03:07
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Her smile wrapped up so tight.
She shied away from the light.
In her descriptions of pain,
truth and lies sounded the same.
She was so proud of her selfish insights.
I met your eyes far too soon.
You were the water in June.
Devised the cleverest ruse,
I sought the fountain of youth
just so one day, I could impress you.
God damn, she’s a pretty girl.
But she comes from the ugliest world.
Still she won’t even notice me.
She killed my trance with her words.
Her ways of life proved absurd.
She found solace in her pride.
Her ignorance she couldn’t hide.
Behind her beauty, there was nothing.
God damn, she’s a pretty girl.
But she comes from the ugliest world.
Still she won’t even notice me.
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4. |
Money, Penny
03:18
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Talkin’ talkin’ to yourself; did you ever take the to realize,
no one ever listened to you, for the first twenty-six years or your life.
We all work but you stay dormant.
You’re shrugging Atlas brings us torment.
Selfish ways, your heart’s obscured.
Spread the disease and hide the cure.
Penny’s got a mission, her mouth’s a smoking gun.
Someone better stop her, ‘cause she’s killing everyone.
I don’t have the patience, I don’t have the tongue.
I don’t have the will in me to tell her that she’s wrong.
Call me a monster, call me a demon.
There’s more to life than teen-aged scheming.
Childish ways, your mind’s impure.
Weak in thoughts and insecure.
Penny’s got a mission, her mouth’s a smoking gun.
Someone better stop her, ‘cause she’s killing everyone.
I don’t have the patience, I don’t have the tongue.
I don’t have the will in me to tell her that she’s wrong.
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5. |
Summer Vocation
02:10
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Don't lose control, you've got it all.
You have no reason to scream.
Try to stay calm, go write a song.
Don’t spend your whole life dreaming.
The days we spent, the nights we wasted looking for a way to
live out all the lies they promised us on the shows on television.
The words you read when you were young.
The stupid songs that you had sung.
I had friends and you had none.
Take your drugs, blame everyone.
Spent too much time talking to myself.
Ignored declining mental health.
I took the first train out this place, made my way fast to save face.
Don’t question lies, don’t use your brain.
Call all your dissenters insane.
Refuse to learn and choose to burn down everything you could gain.
The words you read when you were young.
The stupid songs that you had sung.
I had friends and you had none.
Take your drugs, blame everyone.
The days we spent
The nights we wasted
Looking for a way to
Get the fuck out of this shitty place
Do something that we want to
The words you read when you were young.
The stupid songs that you had sung.
I had friends and you had none.
Take your drugs, blame everyone.
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6. |
Heads Backwards
02:39
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Your lack of confidence led you to ignore
everyone that could love you.
I never cared at all ‘cause you fucked yourself
with every word that left your mouth.
Narcissism creeping through your every move
as you burn through your regrets.
Do not engage the threat as they question him
see he’s going insane.
Conceited
Your head’s backwards
You’ll be left with nothing else
(And you’re gonna go fuck yourself.)
Cross off your enemies as they live their lives
and you choke in your failures.
Constrain the evidence to your broken soul
as you contradict yourself.
Without the consequence of a normal life
you devolved to your ego.
Go crazy with your rage, let it complicate
now your hands start shaking.
Conceited
Your head’s backwards
You’ll be left with nothing else
(And you’re gonna go fuck yourself.)
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