1. |
Summer Vocation
02:07
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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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2. |
Shark Week 2010
02:45
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Hey sad boy, what’s your problem?
You’ve got so many, you just can’t solve them.
Well don’t give up, just keep trying.
‘Cause what you’re doing now is better than crying.
Put your pictures on the wall,
let the world just see it all.
Your problems, no answers,
no reason, to romance her.
Get back, your blood is burning.
What do you do when your life goes turning?
Things go wrong, who do you call?
Or do you let it happen and lose it all?
So sad, you’re so pathetic.
You had your chance and wrecked it.
Crashed your dreams into the floor,
and walked your ass straight out the door.
She doesn’t love you anymore,
Like all the other girls before.
So if you care ignore us,
and don’t listen to this final chorus.
Get back, your blood is burning.
What do you do when your life goes turning?
Things go wrong, who do you call?
Or do you let it happen and lose it all?
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3. |
Money, Penny
03:12
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Talkin’ talkin’ to yourself, but did you ever take the to realize,
no one ever listened to you, for the first twenty-six years of your life.
We all work but you stay dormant.
Your 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 teenage 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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4. |
New Year Goals
03:18
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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.
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, just 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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5. |
Desire
03:42
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Take a look at what I’m left chasing.
I saw the same look in your eyes.
What took my mind and left my heart racing.
Running back to what we’ve denied.
Hate me, fear me, lies won’t kill me.
Hide your eyes don’t look so guilty.
Try to chase it, never catch the feeling
Shake the want that chills and consumes
Kick the regret, change it for the real thing
But your pull I just can’t refuse
Hate me, fear me, lies won’t kill me.
Hide your eyes don’t look so guilty.
False start, full speed.
Blinded by sheer desire.
Hate me, fear me, lies won’t kill me.
Hide your eyes don’t look so guilty.
Caught red-handed, jumping over land mines.
I passed you all the fault but it’s all mine.
Give my mind back, all I want is silence.
Erase my thoughts and leave me in defiance.
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6. |
Terrible People
02:40
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I hate the pigs, but they hate me too.
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 their 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.
Her 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?
In 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, 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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GUNROCKU Houston, Texas
Three dumb dudes who like to play music together
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