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Prologue
02:00
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I looked for you in one version or two, something unique and new
You're flesh and bone cracked my heart of stone and I forgot everything I knew
But hindsight's alive in a severed head and I knew it when I opened my bed
That this scorpion king would make a meal out of me
I should have killed him but I loved him instead
It all began with a touch of a hand and an app clearly for sociopaths
So sweet and cute, a messed up head to boot
It's like we've known each other for lives past
How sick you ask? Well, too sick to last
Lets say I have a thing for junkies I guess
But that face and laugh, held my breathe, gasped
And the promise of what I could have
Then one day the news of homelessness unless
Well, you can move in here I guess
Not sure if that was true looking back or maybe just another ignored red flag
He spoke of the past with such awareness that I thought at last I had found a good chap
then to this day I'm still amazed to say I didn't see any of this crap coming
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2. |
Oh Well
02:40
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Let me tell you a stupid story of the shit that happens to me
I have a fetish for boys in crisis and everything that accompanies
But this one dude, he took the cake, he took his toll particularly
Left me stranded, alone and dying, and disappeared permanently
As you'll see my whole pathetic story
La la la things are great! Maybe this time it won't blow up in my face
Blah blah blah but oh wait, he dropped a bomb and then was gone without a trace
La la la give me pain, I must love it cause I keep it coming
Blah blah blah but oh wait, it's pretty bad when even losers won't stay
Oh well, why do I do this to myself
It was a condom. A used condom, that was not used on me
Dried to the bottom of a cup left to be found intentionally
And would he spare me just a smidge of anymore indignity?
I guess not, cause he's a coward that could not just tell me
Tell me that he was unhappy
La la la things are great! Maybe this time it won't blow up in my face
Blah blah blah but oh wait, he dropped a bomb and then was gone without a trace
La la la give me pain, I must love it cause I keep it coming
Blah blah blah but oh wait, it's pretty bad when even losers won't stay
Oh well, why do I do this to myself
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3. |
The Fox
02:39
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All I can control is myself, only I can control myself
He said "I don't know how to live with myself, I'm so sick of these hand built hells, and I know that I wasn't myself, and I know that I need help"
But around every corner of a delicate mind is a fibrous mountain top of deceit
With a long high view of the subjects below and the opportunity for a feast
Cause you and I both know that as long as you go, there's only one way to feed the beast
Only one satisfaction for the insatiable self fulfilling prophecy
I said "I'm sorry that it turned out like this. So many dreams built with every kiss came gushing out of my head with my tears, flushing this wound that wont heal for years"
But around every corner of a delicate mind is a fibrous mountain top of deceit
With a long high view of the subjects below and the opportunity for a feast
Cause you and I both know that as long as you go, there's only one way to feed the beast
Only one satisfaction for the insatiable self fulfilling prophecy
Never thought that it would end like this. I want to believe what you're saying is legit, but part still thinks you're full of shit, and anyway it was you that quit
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4. |
Little Cruelties
01:42
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So is this how it's gonna be, now that you've discarded me
Used and abused me and all the little cruelties
Into my home I took your hand, and you burned it down so taste my wrath
Earth has no fury like a scorpio scored
No forgiveness no forgetting and you've been warned
Such a little man with a little plan to deceive
Well fuck you dude, there are other shitty fish in the sea
Once I rip your tiny dick from its sleeve and feed it to your mother's pekinese
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5. |
The Class Psychopath
02:34
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How they find me, I don't know
Lighthouse for the demented
they swim through astral snow
In front of me like a moth to my flame, they land
And want to be my friend with an imaginary knife in their hand
It's so divine, the joke, my life
Of course the class psychopath likes my mind
Just leave my side, I don't want your vibe
Maybe I'm just to goddam fucking nice
Maybe I need a more judgemental side
Sometimes they tell me that they choke for their jollies
They come right out and tell me they're diagnosed with psychopathy
Wide eyed, I can't believe they just told me that
A perfect stranger trying to focus on the teacher so I sigh
It's so divine, the joke, my life
Of course the class psychopath likes my mind
Just leave my side, I don't want your vibe
Maybe I'm just to fucking goddam nice
Maybe I need a more judgemental side
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6. |
The Sorority
01:52
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I bought some girls, and now I have a harem
So many colors, man you should see them
They were dirty, sad and beautiful when I found them
So I bought them a new home and then it all started
She has a sixth sense for the weak and the vulnerable
She shreds their veils and eats their tails, leaves them pitiful
Dying on the sand, their beauty that was once so grand was stolen bite by bite by the girls who live to fight
Gliding through the water, the light reflects their skin and their shimmering color
And just when you think that they have made peace
You find the cannibalized casualties of the sorority
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7. |
Bargaining
02:20
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I never ask for help, which is why this song is so lame
It stinks of desperation and I don't wanna be ashamed
Ashamed of the humanity, the weakness and the pain
Ashamed of being ashamed and writing a cliche
At least anger has some dignity, some confidence and energy
At least I can be tough and assertive with integrity
But bargaining is just defeat, and that's not me
But there I was, defeated and ashamed
There I was, alone and ashamed
Tell me you love me on the walk down to the guillotine
Lay me down on the slab until I'm free
Maybe when I'm dead I'll finally know how you care for me
I'll be shown all the things I told myself you are feeling
And so here I am under the blade of your guillotine
Your hands on the rope, how can this be happening?
Choking on the fear, I'm begging and pleading
Don't do this, don't go, please don't kill me
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I am less than worthless, I'm a waste of space
And no one else can take my place as the queen of bullshit existences
So loud and rude and in your face, and not in a good way
And no one is as annoying as this
Humiliation plagues my mind of all the special times I made a fool of myself and those I hold dear
The things I said when I was off my meds
They tear at my guts and I just wanna curl up and die
So here's the anthem of self loathing
Cause I know you feel the same as me
Maybe when I get to hell they'll adore me
And I'll send you a postcard of sympathy
So beautiful and straight laced, I watch them from the darkness of my place
A hole in the wall that smells of dogs and fries
But fear not, my caring friends, cause although I can't even run errands, the future still seems hopeful and bright
So here's the anthem of self loathing
Cause I know you feel the same as me
Maybe when I get to hell they'll adore me
And I'll send you a postcard of sympathy
Cause we all want the cool clothing
And we all want to be the scene
Well too bad, Sarah, you're exhausting
You're not even cool enough to be a geek
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9. |
The Deer
02:57
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10. |
Dr. Radridiculous
02:24
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Dr. Radridiculous, you know that she's insane
She said her patient lied about which leg to amputate
But no, she's not crazy, those policemen were fake
No, she's not crazy, they forcibly sedate
Dr. Radridiculous, the man without a badge
She said all christians wear one, so you must be a quack
But no, she's not crazy, her husband set her up
No, she's not crazy, he just wants to split up
Dr. Radridiculous, she's on suicide watch hall
You know she scares me, doc, and I'm chained to her in this walls
You know I'm not crazy, why won't you let me go home?
You know I'm not crazy, you just want a new summer home
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11. |
The Hag
02:31
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