1. |
Tithes
01:44
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I’ve got too much to say
Forgotten how to pray
Rust on those pearly gates
I won’t forget your hate
Was blind but now i see
There’s no room for me
I faltered and I fell
Your heaven is my hell
I don’t need a priest to absolve my sins
I don’t need your god to tell me how to live
I lost years of my life
Thinking wrong was right
Not up for a debate
I won't’ forgive your hate
Reject the tithes that bind
Your words are not divine
I'll never toll that bell
Your heaven is my hell
I don’t need a priest to absolve my sins
I don’t need your god to tell me how to live
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2. |
In Control
01:33
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I can’t shut you up
I can't cut you off
Shut you off
Cut you off
I am in control
You are not in Control
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3. |
Card Declined
02:03
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I check my wallet every minute
Hoping that there's something in it
Rent or bills or food or fun
Doesn’t matter, I can only pay for one
Budget me
I’m just a number
Budget me
Every day
Budget me
I’m just a number
Budget my whole life away
Heart is pounding as i swipe
Will it go through
Or be declined
Debit, credit, it's the same
Just another way that i can’t pay
Budget me
I’m just a number
Budget me
Every day
Budget me
I’m just a number
Budget my whole life away
Card Declined
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4. |
Copaganda
02:31
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Looking out of broken windows
Away from the TV
CSI, Law and order
Do they bleed blue?
I really want to see
Cops don't keep us safe
We keep each other safe
Who keeps us safe from cops?
The copaganda is the crime
Propagates the thin blue line
Don't feed the swine
Don't feed the swine
Don't feed the swine
Don't feed the swine
Cops don't keep us safe
We keep each other safe
Who keeps us safe from cops?
There's nothing real about your favorite show
Where the star is the cop and the cops a hero
How many cops are there on death row?
Spilling blood on the streets but its never their own
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5. |
Land Hoard
01:11
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Waters seeping through the floor
(I don't wanna live in this place any more)
Lock is broken on the door
(I don't wanna live in this place any more)
There's no number i can call
(I don't wanna live in this place any more)
When i find roaches on the wall
(I don't wanna live in this hell hole any more)
Landlordings not a job
Land hoardings not a job
Smell of black mold in the air
(I don't wanna live in this place any more)
Mouse shit, mouse shit everywhere
(I don't wanna live in this place any more)
How is this beyond repair
(I don't wanna live in this place any more)
When the owners a millionaire
(I don't wanna live in this shit hole any more)
Landlordings not a job
Land hoardings not a job
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6. |
Change Room Blues
01:29
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Why didn't I wear a bra today?
What will the other girls say?
I don't know where to look
I guess i'll just look at my feet
Is this normal?
Am I normal?
Why is my face so red?
Why do I wish that I was dead?
I don't know where to look
I guess i'll just look at my feet
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7. |
Pound of Flesh
02:19
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I saw what you did
Don’t give me that stupid look
Stop playing dumb
We know she didn't want it
I'll take a pound of flesh
(Pound of flesh)
Cut it off at the wrist
Keep your hands to yourself
I'll take em as a trophy
We’d be so much safer
With them mounted on my wall
I'll take a pound of flesh
(Pound of flesh)
Cut it off at the wrist
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8. |
15 Pack
01:29
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So you're feeling bored?
Well i am too
And i'm tired of staying inside with nothing to do
Sitting at home
Can't get out of my head
Staring at my phone
Gotta crack something cold
Promised my mom I wouldn't drink alone
If you need a reason
I got fifteen right here
What else you gonna do?
Watch the same bad news?
Alberta wont change but at least it's got cheap booze
Walk out my door
First thing i see
Liquor barn, liquor bay, liquor house
Staring back at me
If you need a reason
I got fifteen right here
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9. |
Ritalin
01:52
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I feel like an alien
Held hostage by my brain
Just give in to science
This condition wont allow
The thing i need to do right now
I'll just wait until tomorrow
I am not a citizen
Unless i've had some ritalin
Till then all i want to do is
Burn this whole thing down
I am just a waste of skin
Until i've had my ritalin
Give me drugs and medicine
To fit between the lines
Liquor, LSD, and weed
Are nothing next to legal speed
Clear, calm, focused
Now the medications gone
Everything is feeling wrong
Please, give me something
I am not a citizen
Unless i've had some ritalin
Till then all i want to do is
Burn this whole thing down
I am just a waste of skin
Until i've had my ritalin
Give me drugs and medicine
To fit between the lines
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10. |
Running Down the Clock
01:04
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I don't get no sick pay
I don't get no vacay
I don't get no respect
I don't get no benefits
I don't get the summer off
I don't get to be the boss
I don't get paid overtime
They make a dollar, I make a dime
Running down the clock
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11. |
Luxury Bones
02:48
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I miss it every day
But it was in the way
And causing too much pain
Infected and inflamed
So rip it out
Rip it from my skull
I don't need that one
It's a luxury
Like an open sore
I can't take it
Rotten to the core
Impossible to ignore
So rip it out
Rip it from my skull
I don't need that one
It's a luxury
I can taste the filth
But i cant solve it
So i'll just close my mouth
And open up my wallet
So rip it out
Rip it from my skull
I don't need that one
It's a luxury
These are luxury bones
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12. |
Going Sober
01:48
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Another wake up
One more alarm
Another Headache
Can't feel my arms
Tasting blood
Hope its my own
This ain't my bed
But I'm alone
One day (One taste)
One day (One spill)
One day (One shot)
One kill
Forget my tab
I'm late again
Just one more cab
I'll make it in
Gonna get fired
But who cares
I'm just so tired
Of all the stares
One day (One taste)
One day (One spill)
One day (One shot)
One kill
One day when it's over
That's when i'm going sober
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