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B words
01:49
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2. |
The Screens
02:54
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Freestyles this song so I didn't write any lyrics
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I can do what I want
03:06
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I can do what I want inside of this cage
Except like escape
I can do what I want inside of this box
Except like talk
I can do what I want inside of this cage
Except anything they say I can't
I can do what I want inside of this box
Except like talk to anyone that they mock
I can do what I want
Except talk to anyone the people on the screens mock
I can do what I want except be free yeeee
Cause of those dudes in the 33rd degree ay
I can do what I want as long as they say its ok
I can do what I want as long as I have blue hair identify as a bar of soap and be hella gay
I can do what I want and be free as long as I drink pepsi
I can do what I want as long as I let my soul and I hate myself
I can do what I'm told I want
And I can do it a lot
I can do what I want as long as the zeroes on the screens smile and say I'm hero
I can do what I want as long as I'm able to not make anyone uncomfortable
I can do what I want as long as I die soon they'll release some baloons
I can do what I want as long as I'm dead I just don't know it yet
I can do what I want
not really I'm just silly
I can do what I want
not really I'm just silly
I can do what I want
no not really
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4. |
Battletoad
03:27
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All I wanna do is swim on in my pond and ribbit maybe be catch a cricket
aint tryna punch your ticket humans hobblin around here like they got rickets
vitamin c can you see me hidin in the toulies nah used to be a tadpole now I'm a tad swole like a chad bro
but an amphibian if the sun gets to bright it burns my skin
stand up for the rights of amphibians to live to give to dance to wield a lance
to advance to get swole for the innocent tadpoles
Used to be but a small frog shiverin in the cold now Im a battletoad
Used to be just a tadpole now Im a tad swole and I know your secret codes
I told the world don't fuck with the swole frogs
we just sittin over here on a small log we never venture over onto your lawn
Poison my pond tryna make me gay tryna turn me into a lay dee
Hell no thangs gonna explode gonna turn me into a battle toad
I was a just a frog you killed with yer cars and now I'm burnin yer roads guided by the north star
I can hop far ribbit ribbit intrepid vertabrate mammals need to pump the brakes and maybe puff some camels
and chill the fuck out so we don't come out at night
Everybody knows just where we from
Come one yall get dumb with the amphibians
Everybody knows just where to find us in that dark place thats moist and everybody cuss
Everybody knows just what we bout back here in the pond with the amphibians
Used to be but a small frog shiverin in the cold now I'm a battletoad
Used to be just a tadpole now Im a tad swole and I know your secret codes
Used to be but a small fry now I'm the big guy
wont stop until I hear the lamentations of your women and see you cry out just before you die full of regret
I don't forgive and I don't forget
I'm just a frog whose patience is spent
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5. |
Things work out
01:48
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6. |
Thought criminal
03:54
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I don't like what I'm seeing here
Human machines in a state of fear
I don't know why I'm still in this place
need to escape before they identify my face
before they scan my brain and find out about all the pain
I've withheld and built up so I can rain down and melt
with thought artillery because no one really is a friend too me
no friends to me in the dark army space I hide inside my face
its dark theres blood theres fire theres anger and chaos there loss
no one is the boss battles are fought with thoughts
So now pal I'm a criminal with words ya heard
imma Thought criminal
words spoken banned and broken
Repetuation forsaken and I'm chokin
funds frozen
breathe is bated friends are faded
yeah we made it
to nowhere
I don't like what I'm seeing here
Human machines and no one seems to care
about anything but how they look on a screen on
I don't know what I'm doin in this place
need to get out before they see my true face
The face of despair sometimes it wants to share
doom gloom death wrapped in uselessness
Hey pal these thoughts that are criminal
are words inside my head and yeh they often talk about the dead
its illegal I know whoa I'm a criminal
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7. |
Some Say
04:36
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8. |
Ghosts
04:00
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Knowing there's nothing theres no one to play my game
There's no one there waiting for something thats not just more of the same
Knowing there's no one there's nothing but extinguished flames
In the form of people without thier own thoughts about thangs yeah
Knowing there's only ghosts yeah
Knowing they think they know the most
Knowing they think their right yeah
Knowing they've lost their sight
I used to think the people around me were like most
Then I realized they were all ghosts
I used to think the people around me had their own thoughts
Then I realized they were like puppets made of strings and socks
Ghosts all around all me
Ghosts know of nothing except who to be fluffing yeah
Ghosts know of nothing except what they see on they screens
If it tells em too their faces turn mean
if it tells them to yeh they'll turn into steam
and float away be a furry or be a gay
be a fake lady or fake man
tatoo yer whole face and get a tan everyone else is banned
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9. |
Desolate
03:14
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10. |
Sad rainbow
03:19
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Faded like a sad rainbow
got all these colors but they goin to gray yo
buy my colores
talk to dolores
she says he says when we were kids we had those colors bright like
a lite brite now they faded
we never made it
We painted our faces awaiting our cases
of happiness that never came
all we got was flames
all we got was pain when everyone went away
all we could do was stand in the cold wind and sway away another day
hey don't look at me now
I'm fading away ayyyyy
hey look at me now I'm crying like a sad clown
hey look at me now I'm fading slow like a sad rainbow
hey look at me now I'm rhyming cause thats all i know
hey look at me now I'm burnin red and immma paint the town
Imma paint the town
Imma paint the town
Imma paint the town
Imma paint the town red
Faded like a sad rainbow
got all these colors but they goin to gray yo
went to the florist
done talk to doris day
bought all the flowers
climbed all the towers
but the colors wouldn't stay on unlike stains from crayons
flipped on my dusty ass famicom
played all the games
said all the names
tried to abstain from feelin the doom
but that shit bloomed like a mushroom cloud
nuked all the colors now they all muted none of em are loud
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11. |
The deranged gang
03:27
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I say the strangest things to make you cold oh
I say the coldest things to let you know oh
uncomfortable dissonance is the place
I want to die sometimes but lifes not a race
I've been erased from the face of my own headstone
I get these thought some times when I'm alone
Feel like an alien in a world of ghosting
People say that their my friend but I feel nothing
When I'm alone
When I'm alone and cold
Everyone is dead and sold
to the world outside my mind
they try to climb in they don't understand the world of despair that I'm in
paint the picturs check the fixtures animatronic chronic words shakin 7 on the richter
feel so far away from anyone else
I don't even know if I want to leave the house
I look to the shadows but they don't speak to me
Listen for the wind to sing through the twisted trees
wait for the rainfall so I can walk on
wait for the fog roll then walk on across the pond
like a sad rainbow desaturated
expectations crumble and become faded
When I'm alone and cold
Everyone is dead and sold
to the world outside my mind
they try to climb in but they don't understand the world of despair that I'm in
paint the picturs check the fixtures animatronic chronic words of pain and confusion 7 on the richter
shook up my world of shadows
shook up my world of pain
shook up my world of isolation
shook up my world am I in a game
Simulated lifestyles of the strange
Anamorphic profiles check the styles of the deranged gang gang
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12. |
I don't exist
02:27
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M dot Strange
Making everything stranger.
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