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It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
Broke heart, empty wallet
Stomach growls like a beast
Molotov sling and a mouth full of crooked teeth
Dreams aren't for the weak
They’re spun to keep you complacent
No easy path, last resort lies adjacent
The sick placement, intentional bad discourse
Thousand days gone but I tore the weed up at the source
Guess I should have known
It was just misdirection
Playing a long game, walled up for protection
Or was it to keep us in?
What you call innocent
Something I don't wrap my head around
And I'm not convinced
Legs in splints, still walk a thousand miles
Just to steal your satisfaction with a sick sad smile
It's a sick sad world with a lot of bad ideas
Celebrated by the masses, last laugh mass appeal
Held a chill in my hand, sent shivers down your spine
Yeah, they tried to fuck us up but now we’re still doing fine
It's a sick sad world with a lot of bad ideas
Celebrated by the masses, last laugh mass appeal
Held a chill in my hand, sent shivers down your spine
Tried to fuck us up but now we’re still doing fine
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
I don’t think you get it
I’m doing fine for now
You can tear people down
I just stay putting ‘em back together
And I get it you spent your whole life in a box
Being told what to say and how to feel or how to hide
What it is you really feel but I am not about that life
I’m tryna get my heart on my sleeve, my words like a sharp knife
A second away from carving my name into a mountain
Got a shovel pulling your wishes out of the fountain
Cause some days it’s a struggle just to get out of bed
I know some of us are dealing with some shit that is just in our head
But I’m here to tell you that I promise it’s okay
When your heart is feeling heavy and you feel some type of way
Nothing wrong with you now
We’re all in this together
And there’s nothing wrong acknowledge the rain
They can't control the weather.
Why don’t you just feel better?
Why don’t you just feel fine?
Don’t you wanna hang out?
Were you in there crying?
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
To hate your fucking life
It’s alright
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Breakdown
03:13
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We don’t break down
We don’t break down
We don’t break down
We don’t break down
We don’t break down
We don’t break down
We don’t break down
It’s like ever having one of those days, feel like a phase
Like a haze covered over the gaze, and all that stays is storm clouds,
Too proud to sit and wait it out
No doubt never once considered another route, not a chance
Less two up the pants and more the devil’s inevitable dance
It’s never far no star gonna save us, work with what they gave us
Failure won't enslave us, contagious
Bucking back, never gonna rest
Never gonna stop til it drops from my chest
No beat left, treble clef gonna roll on
No matter how dark the night there'll always be a dawn
Pressing further, this fervor, keeping even the eldest gods down to a murmur
Scream loud then do it again, I don't play games but I always aim to win
Again, friends are family, defending honor til the brink of insanity
Don't be crossing the line, leave your next of kin with a lot of paperwork to sign
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don’t break down
Through the front lines, through the hard times, through the haters and all they cosigns
Through the mines in the fields where they peel flesh, calluses mesh with new wounds,
I care less–
As long as we moving, never proving if we stop or slow, never giving in to the undertow
Feeling blow after blow, and they beating me down, grab scraps of breath, refuse to drown
Never hear the sound, admit defeat, born in the flames, don't feel the heat
Take a seat while I show you how it's played, nobody born a legend that one is made
And the shade probably feel real nice, maybe I'll see it in my next life
Til that time comes, you can twiddle your thumbs
Stacking sums gonna make the rich look like bums
Whatever comes, just hold your head high, worst that can happen is ya never try
Until the day we die, always full speed ahead, you ain't stopping us until we dead
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don't break down
We don't break down
We don't break down
We break through
We don’t break down
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Deja Vu [Hyperpop Mix]
02:09
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(Do I want the red / blue)
I'm already over you
I don't wanna déjà vu
That experience with you
Just wanna change in my matrix
A change in my matrix
I don't want another mess
With another girl in a red dress
Just wanna change in my matrix
A change in my matrix
A change in my matrix
(Do I take this dance)
Call it what you will
Call it justice, call it broken hearted
(Leave this dance)
Decision making
(Take this dance)
Do you want to save this?
Or do you want it killed?
I have to decide
Do I want the red pill, the blue pill?
(Do I leave this dance?)
There is no spoon
Said the cow to the moon
So all I have to do is jump
And I am already over you
Have I learned at all?
Or was it just installed?
Does it really matter?
If I'm already over you
I don't wanna déjà vu
That experience with you
Just wanna change in my matrix
A change in my matrix
I don't want another mess
With another girl in a red dress
Just wanna change in my matrix
A change in my matrix
A change in my matrix
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Ladies and gentlemen, we are met with an unprecedented
Ethical dilemma whose relevance hasn’t been invented
By our own very best estimates this is never ending
Despite preventative measures and our best intentions
Let’s not neglect to mention the problem is global
And whether socially conscious or conscientiously social
If you’re truly honest the response has been woeful
So please allow me to offer a modest proposal
Re: the legions of refugees fleeing the Middle East
Who are simply seeking a little freedom to live in peace
There’s been some disagreement over how best to address
The question and how to get it correct is anyone’s guess
I only know that to welcome the mass exodus
Is starting down a slippery slope and vast precipice
And I don’t mean to seem insensitive or insincere
Since this isn’t something we can simply wish to disappear
But it’s important I make one thing crystal clear
They may be refugees but we’re the victims here
They escaped a fighting war torn country
But travel only makes a migrant horde more hungry
It basically would take an inexhaustible food source
So I propose they eat their infants toddlers and newborns
And I’m aware that my proposal may be controversial
And even frowned upon in certain modern circles
But I would strongly urge you to consider the millions
We’d be feeding by eating just the littlest children
Because it’s not as if they offer any proper contribution
So before you start in with the stop it’s wrong to use them
Just follow my argument to its logical conclusion
And you’ll see that it can be the only possible solution
For how to solve the problem of a million starving refugees
Not only does it let them eat there’s also less to feed
This will be a necessary step to get some stress relieved
Especially when baby flesh can mesh with any recipe
And once we’ve met this need they’ll come to order
To speedily decrease the numbers flooding through the border
Because once they see the legal path to freedom is peaceful
Then the next thing they’ll want is to be treated as equals
And I mean it’s not like they’re people…
Mm? What’s that? They are people? Human people?
Hrm. And you’re certain? Huh. I see...
Oh no, no, this changes everything
(Nothing has changed)
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(Ghost) Slow
01:53
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Ah,
Bring back my
(Bring back my)
Voice in the void
My only ghost
Bring
(Bring back my)
My ghost
Plow in the field
Guess that you were right
Let the weeds
Take over me
Bring back my ghost or we’ll both come back haunted
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Bring Back My (Hype)
02:59
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Okay enough for today
(Bring back my ghost or we’ll both come back haunted)
After awhile I lost my voice
Screaming into the void
A fickle fracture in the surface
Reduced all to noise
And now I’m self absorbed
Apathetic at best
With too much on my heart
To get it off of my chest
I confessed my motives, I guess
Born under a bad sign but blessed
Best laid plans, a wet cigarette
A corvette with no engine
A tree covered in vine, left to remind
Me of the times I fantasized about better times
It’s always been an issue, even when I was little
You block out the reflection, then it can’t get its hooks in you
But now that I’m older I find the pieces are fading
I’m losing the pieces of puzzles, even the ones I was saving
Carried away, losing a little piece of my fate
And the memory of the paths that carried me on the way
The numb of the ache wasn’t worth the sting of the loss
A little piece of mind, but you can’t factor in the cost
There’s a plow in the field but I don’t wanna push it
Let the weeds take over even though I said I wouldn’t
Guess that you were right, which was all you really wanted
Bring back my ghost or we’ll both come back haunted
Plow in the field but I don’t wanna push it
Let the weeds take over even though I said I wouldn’t
Guess that you were right, which was all you really wanted
Bring back my ghost or we’ll both come back haunted
It’s your defense mechanism
Whatever it takes in a moment
The house of memory burns
You’re actually homeless
I see the pieces there just above the water
But you still can’t reach out
Your’e a slow motion recorder
Hover so close
But it’s just another flake
Rotting off the face of an oil painting you threw away
Okay I think you’re starting to understand
But, that’s gotta be enough for today
There’s a plow in the field but I don’t wanna push it
Let the weeds take over even though I said I wouldn’t
Guess that you were right, which was all you really wanted
Bring back my ghost or we’ll both come back haunted
Plow in the field but I don’t wanna push it
Let the weeds take over even though I said I wouldn’t
Guess that you were right, which was all you really wanted
Bring back my ghost or we’ll both come back haunted
Bring back my ghost or we’ll both come back haunted
Plow in the field
Guess that you were right
Let the weeds
Take over me
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(It’s your blood)
(It’s your heart)
(It’s your)
There’s not much to it when you really think it through
And it’s almost elegant in its simplicity
It’s just been built up into a convincing ruse
But it’s not magic and there’s very little mystery
The body encounters outside stimuli
Which releases chemicals in the brain
That sensation is then identified
And it’s either pleasurable or it’s pain
Now it may seem the opposite to the senses
Whether hit with a feather or with a train
But from a biological perspective
It’s identical, it’s the same
Like spilt milk or the loss of a loved one
When it’s viewed in its true image
The heart is a muscle that pumps blood
And love’s got nothing to do with it
(Nothing to do with it)
It’s your blood (All entropy)
It’s your heart (All chemicals)
It’s your blood (All entropy)
It’s your heart (All chemicals)
It’s your blood (All entropy)
People get sick and accidents happen
Which stops all bodily processes
It’s either that or the natural fashion
Entropy that’s all death is
They say it’s better to have loved and lost
I say it’s better if we’d never been involved
Cuz it doesn’t make it any easier to shrug it off
Knowing our connection will eventually dissolve
And all this missing the warmth of a person’s touch
Is just suffering from chemical withdrawal
And your image in my memory will blur til it turns to dust
And I barely remember you at all
It’s not a tragedy it’s not magical
I’ve studied and researched this stuff
You’re gone now and that’s natural
So I don’t know why it hurts this much
(That’s all death is)
It’s your blood (All entropy)
It’s your heart (All chemicals)
It’s your blood (All entropy)
It’s your heart (All chemicals)
It’s your blood (All entropy)
It’s your heart (All chemicals)
It’s your blood
There’s nothing more to love
There’s nothing more to fear
Than our internal organs at work
There’s nothing more to death
There’s nothing more to grief
Than our internal organs at work
It’s your heart it’s your head
It’s your feet that get you there
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Troubled youth, troubled past where our story begins
Looking back, know the facts, so recorded for him
With this anger that’s rotted out a portion within
So he’s hoping that there’s more at his core than a sin
Now everybody’s saying it’s important to win
So that’s making all mistakes feel like torture to him
Slipping even further let the normal rescind
And he doesn’t need a reason ‘cause he’s more than convinced
Built from the ground up on errors
Torn down even lower from his failures
Seeing no way out so he keeps it inside
Now it’s growing, getting potent while it weakens his pride
Facing situations got him seeking to hide
Turning everything to stalemates, can’t even decide
Pushing to the edge til we reach a divide
The only question that he’s asking why he’s even alive
One statement, no questions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
(Regular Expressions)
One statement, no questions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
(Regular Expressions)
No clear escape from this rut that he's in
Where everyone around looks for something to skim
It's the same old same but there must be a win
And he can't stop ignoring all this hunger within
With each day that passes the seal is more broken
Plus the intensity's just getting more potent
Overflowing with emotions and he has no way to show them
Plus he has nowhere to stow them and the load is only growing
So he, stepped to the stage with his weapon and aimed - get it
A fresh page full of venom and rage - let it
Empty and drain all the stress and the pain - said it
Pumping the strain through his head and his veins - medic
Gotta grow so he’s giving away
Finally found a channel and it’s ready to play
Delivering the man to stand before you today
With the regular expression that he’s wanted to say
One statement, no questions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
(Regular Expressions)
One statement, no questions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
(Regular Expressions)
Armed with his energy, it’s battle again
Equipped all his items with a pad and his pen
Got a long storied road with a path to descend
‘Cause perfect’s only worth it if you practice to win
Finding only lyrics in relieving the charge
The feelings start receding still believing it's large
Hands on deck but he's keeping his cards
‘Cause he'd blast it into orbit if he reached for the stars
Insults, doubt, blame - he’s feeling these scars
And now they’re all compounding like there’s evil at large
Every line so cathartic when he’s screaming these bars
With a force to be reckoned put the people in charge
Came to understand it’s about what he shares
When he needs it like we breathe it coming out of the air
From the stage what he sees in the crowd when he stares
Is a sea full of people with their fist in the air
One statement, no questions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
One statement, no questions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
(Regular Expressions)
One statement, no questions
Put your fist up for your Regular Expressions
(Regular Expressions)
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I'm a hard man to love, a hard man to hold
Always into something, and I’m always on the go
For better or worse, you're all think of all the time
And never is there a second that I don't have you on my mind
It's true we get so misdirected so often I can't stand it
Never been a guy with that much of a plan
But you're the only wind that keep my sails moving
And the truth is you're the only thing I am ever scared of losing
And whatever it is we have, whatever it’ll be
Will be nothing when I get back from the places I gotta be
People I gotta see, and the things I gotta say,
Messages in broken bottles, I would throw them all away
But I can't, and I won't, and I guess we both know it
Just know you hold my heart even when I can't show it
Fare you well my dear, I must be gone
And leave you for a while
If I roam away I'll come back again
Though I roam ten thousand miles, my dear
Though I roam ten thousand miles
I don’t even know what day it is
We can both agree this is no way to live
Every time I leave is a new strain on our relationship
And both of us are well aware I may not ever make it big
The fact is this something that I have to do
But say the word and I will drop everything to come back to you
That truth is absolute
And I’m not just saying that because I know you’d never ask me to
I swear that I would come up with a different plan
If the woman I love wasn’t my biggest fan
Your belief in me is the greatest gift you give your man
When I’m out of town counting ticks on the minute hand
I get to live my chosen passion
But I hope you know it’s only a distraction
I’ll keep the promise that I made on the last one
There is no distance that I won’t come back from
Fare you well my dear, I must be gone
And leave you for a while
If I roam away I'll come back again
Though I roam ten thousand miles, my dear
Though I roam ten thousand miles
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Don’t let it be another noise
Pushed into the background all the time
Keep your ears flush down to the ground
Intertwined with all they hear around
I’m not a rapper I’m a post-modern exorcist
Chew and spit venom from the solar plexus—header-less
No signifiers are holding the data down
Effortlessly switch pronouns hope the beta round goes public
Fuck it, I know they’ll never love it
Can’t have another kind of lover huddled up for nothing
Can’t snuggle up like Snuffleupagus they’re stuck up on the naughty bits
Shudder, hearts tangled up like a nautilus
Mind all in a pad lock I heard it tapped out
These people comment on the news sites all night
They want a Hail Mary, heavy last pass
On the tv on the track and on the feed they keep it at
Intolerant hollering like a bigger man is a better man
The louder man wins when he understands a man is a man
And that’s that, they won’t hear another fact
The last cat to deliver that news was in a trap
But it’s better than the last time
Don’t let it be another noise
Pushed into the background all the time
Keep your ears flush down to the ground
Intertwined with all they hear around
Ever since I was an infant I’ve never been different
Lower middle class white them, and all the privilege
That’s hidden in that system codified
And when I listen to my own voice terrified
I’m no better than the news site commenters
Trite little monikers blocking behind the monitors
I’ll write a hotter verse but I’ll never be an arbiter
Capacitors blown when I see what it oughta been
A little perspective here a little empathy over there
A little reassurance right now that our smiles are sincere
But no, put the bitterness on max flow
Play the highlight reel in slo-mo to photo your foes
I used to be a troll rolling low on compassion
So it’s not difficult to grow up from last rung
Just listen close, listen all the time
Listen especially when you’re feeling least inclined
Don’t let it be another noise
Pushed into the background all the time
Keep your ears flush down to the ground
Intertwined with all they hear around
Don’t let it be another noise
Pushed into the background all the time
Keep your ears flush down to the ground
Intertwined with all they hear around
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cecilnick Columbia, South Carolina
wizard of weird
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