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Stabbed In The D
02:46
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STABBED IN THE D
I spent all morning picking glass shards out of my feet
I spent all morning wondering when everyone's going to leave
I spent all day hunched over my desk hatching a plan
I spent all day cursing your name. I'll watch you drop where you stand.
When I see you, better watch out
You're driving in your car
When I see you, better watch out
I'm walking through the walls
They sent me a piece of paper and your name was at the bottom.
They sent me a piece of paper and your name was at the bottom.
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Easy 'Cause It Is
04:07
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EASY 'CAUSE IT IS
Stab wounds if you want 'em
Dress them to heal with a tidy pile of cash.
Nice teeth if you want 'em.
Set up to fail by the ghost of Christmas past.
I was observing this whole time.
I filled up several pages of notes.
That approach wasn't necessary
I took away what I needed and now I'm ready to go.
I make it look easy, 'cause it is.
Eat crow if you want to
But I know that really ain't your style
Archivists found their volumes
Dig me up before I'm to old to smile
Stab wounds if you want 'em
Peel off the layers like the rings from a tree
You can waste your time searching
For symbolism that just ain't there to see.
I make it look easy, 'cause it is.
You say it's not that easy, but I got your number.
I make it look easy, 'cause it is.
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Skull Architecture
02:06
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SKULL ARCHITECTURE
I hope you brought your calipers, I sure hope you're taking notes.
Can you estimate the weight in your hand of the brain that you now hold.
White fabric stained red forensics drained bled
Match your number to the cold metal box and hold your breath before you open the door.
Tap your hammer against the bone until you break it.
You want to cut right through you want to look you better take it.
Tap your hammer against the bone until you break it.
You want to cut right through and check out all this room.
Your skin is translucent I can see your heart beat through your shirt.
Sterilized on a bunson burner shaking nervous hands lets get to work.
White fabric stained red forensics drained bled
Match your number to the cold metal box and hold your breath before you open the door.
Tap your hammer against the bone until you break it.
You want to cut right through you want to look you better take it.
Tap your hammer against the bone until you break it.
You want to cut right through and check out all this room.
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Bismarcked Again
02:50
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BISMARCKED AGAIN
A show of hands please, who wants more than they think this town can give.
Trapped by your perception so inaccurate outdated and irrelevant
First they're going to force feed you and then they ask why you don't like your food.
Here's where it stops 'cause we won't get bismarcked again
It's recess time in the schoolyard trapped in a box the bullies standing on top
We're taking stock 'cause we won't get bismarcked again
I chose my words wrong, you're gonna make damn sure I pay for it.
The chords that time forgot, I bet you'd love them in a different context.
First they're going to force feed you and then they ask why you don't like your food.
Here's where it stops 'cause we won't get bismarcked again
It's recess time in the schoolyard trapped in a box the bullies standing on top
We're taking stock 'cause we won't get bismarcked again
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Sweat Feels Like Blood
03:25
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SWEAT FEELS LIKE BLOOD
I've got shin splints, I've got bone spurs.
Get me a wheelchair, get me to sick berth.
I've got shin splints, I've got bone spurns.
My ankles are shot and my back's broke.
Knees'll buckle under a heavy load.
My ankles are shot and my back's broke.
I feel it drip from my forehead to my eyes.
Sweat feels like blood.
It's the ache that keeps you up at night.
Sweat feels like blood.
Sixty hours a week for the rest of your life.
Sweat feels like blood.
You ain't fatigues, your body's telling you a lie.
Sweat feels like blood.
I saw my doctor, she prescribed rest.
I showed my boss the note, "Go take a drug test,
You ain't staying home." Guess what happens next?
My feet are blue and bruised.
I can't move around like I used to.
You retire at 58, you're dead by 62.
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Join Your Cult
03:30
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JOIN YOUR CULT
I'm sorry man, but I do not wish to join your cult.
I saw you passing leaflets out to my friends.
We had to drink away the insult.
I'm sorry ma'am, but I do not wish to join your cult.
I doubt that you'd have me anyway.
I do not think that you would like the result.
Telling tales out of school.
I never woke up in that ditch.
I just got a little slippery and fell out of my niche.
We discourage bad behavior.
Ashamed to still feel the fire.
Please miss me with your suspect motives
Reach inside your shirt and cut the wire.
I'm sorry man, but I do not wish to join your cult.
You should feel proud of the things you've accomplished.
That's not the same as celebrating yourself.
I'm sorry ma'am but I do not wish to join your cult
My burn notice was already faxed in.
Let's cause some trouble. I need an adult.
Telling tales out of school.
I never woke up in that ditch.
I just got a little slippery and fell out of my niche.
We discourage bad behavior.
Ashamed to still feel the fire.
Please miss me with your suspect motives
Reach inside your shirt and cut the wire.
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