1. |
Soft Targets
02:44
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Send in the teens
Tell them what they’re fighting for
Show them how to act
Prepare them for war
Yell at the boys to shape up
And tuck in their shirts
Make these boys into men
And keep them out of their skirts
You see the boys and they are on the line
They’re so scared they don't know how to cry
They just shot a man and they don't know what to think
Their friends drop as soon as they could blink
After the war they're gonna need a shrink
There was no time to even think
Cause they were living on the brink
Cause they were living on the brink
The battle is over
Not as many came back
Everyone is in pain
After the brutal attack
Some of them can't hear
Some of them can’t see
Some are still shook at the knees
And cant let the war be
They visit their friends who lay in the dirt
The families there have to endure the hurt
The people in tears they don't know who to blame
They have to suck it up and feel the pain
Knowing that there was no gain
Filled up with so much shame
Now their lives will never be the same
Now their lives will never be the same
They are soft targets
They were soft targets
They are soft targets
They were soft targets
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2. |
Rather Play Baseball
02:25
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Chest feels heavy
My face is falling off
While my eyes water
And it hurts to see at all
The same footsteps
That have been walked upon
Lead to a dead end trail
And a hopeless broken bond
Smiling to a stranger
Lack of joy hidden on my face
Losing you in the history
One I would love to replace
Having all of the hope
Slip away from me
Turning into the monster we knew
The one you never wanted to be
Chest feels heavy
My face is falling off
While my eyes water
And it hurts to see at all
The same footsteps
That have been walked upon
Lead to a dead end trail
And a hopeless broken bond
Keeping each other close
As time keeps on moving
The actions that you’ve done
Has only left you losing
Drifting away and trying to say
“What has happened to you?”
Trying to stay but only walk away
“There is nothing I could do”
Chest feels heavy
My face is falling off
While my eyes water
And it hurts to see at all
The same footsteps
That have been walked upon
Lead to a dead end trail
And a hopeless broken bond
Chest feels heavy
My face is falling off
While my eyes water
And it hurts to see at all
The same footsteps
That have been walked upon
Lead to a dead end trail
And a hopeless broken bond
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3. |
Skeet Shooting
01:42
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People live
In suttle peace
Know sign of trouble
No police
Families live
The finest hour
But when I come
Things get sour
Day by day
I’m to blame
Night by night
It’s all the same
Everyone is stress
It makes no sense
What shall I do?
If I only knew
Shoot'em down
Shoot'em down
Shoot'em down
Shoot'em down
I work I work
It's not enough
Getting a break
Man that's tuff
Know to much
You’re a nag
Know to little
You’re such a drag
Support support
No can do
Abort abort
What's up with you?
Try my best
Just give it a rest
Don’t try at all
You're bound to fall
Shoot'em down
Shoot'em down
Shoot'em down
Shoot'em down
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4. |
Non-Stick Glue
03:35
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It’s always fun and games at first
Till night grows and an ego thirst
You wanna feel as if you have a lot more problems than you do
Because you can’t face the fact that the problems always you
No its never enough
You love the sensation
Of having nothing left to lose
Sour taste leftover from your
Boastful residue
From everything that you withhold
All the hearts you stole
Now you're losing control
What is your
Plan now?
Your presence, your attitude, eats away at your core
Trying not to care when you can't take anymore
How you treated other were through hidden insults
Turned a blind eye when things got tough
Did you get your results?
No it’s never enough
You love the sensation
Of having nothing left to lose
Sour taste leftover from your
Boastful residue
From everything that you withhold
All the hearts you stole
Now you're losing control
What is your
Plan now?
You love the sensation
Of having nothing left to lose
Sour taste leftover from your
Boastful residue
From everything that you withhold
All the hearts you stole
Now you're losing control
What is your
Plan now?
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5. |
Mud
04:18
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Drive downtown
See all the people sick
They’re shaking to the bone
They know they can’t quit
All the people here just live where they lie
When they see the mud you mind as well say bye
The community is becoming extinct
There all dropping like flies
We’ve seen this shit so many times
We don’t even cry
It must be the mud
That’s what they do for fun
It must be the mud
I'm glad that i'm not one
It must be the mud
That’s what they do for fun
It must be the mud
Just another dud
It must be the mud
You can’t help the weak anymore
Whether they are rich or poor
They will steal from you again
Causing another civil war
My sympathy died for them a long long time age
They don’t care to try anymore
they just want that sweet sweet snow
It must be the mud
That’s what they do for fun
It must be the mud
I'm glad that i'm not one
It must be the mud
That’s what they do for fun
It must be the mud
The whole world is to stunned
It must be the mud
Crash and burn
Ripped and torn
Another time to mourn
That’s what they do for fun
It must be the mud
I’m glad i’m not one
It must be the mud
That’s what they do for fun
It must be the mud
There was no sign of blood
It must be the mud
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6. |
Moral Compass
00:44
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The Unquestionable Truth (Part 2)
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7. |
Ladykiller
03:04
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It’s called the ladykiller
You walk around this place
Acting like everything is so fucking peachy
Walk around with a chip on your shoulder
Acting like getting laid is so goddamn easy
Now the distasteful youth are standing in line
Waiting for their shot at what they consider primetime
You strut around showing off the goods like if it’s something to see
Knowing how you do your deeds, You mean nothing to me
You do everything your way
You act as if your so cliche
You say “ I wish everyone could be like me ”
Well the brain dead's gotta believe
Ladykiller
Ladykiller
Many consider you
A mindless thriller
Everytime you throw in the towel
You say to yourself “ it's no big deal ”
Besides when everybody calls you a slut
And I know how that makes you feel
You wanna change but you never seem to do it
When it comes to responsibilities
You never amount to it
You had one hand on them and one on the door
You say to them “ you’re all that I need ” but I know that you want more
You treat others like a waste of space
You act as if there just crumbs on your plate
Most things for you they never click
You really make me sick
Ladykiller
Ladykiller
Many consider you
A mindless thriller
You want, You need anything to plant your seed
Your love, Your lust nothing more than unfaithful trust
Ladykiller
Ladykiller
Many consider you
A mindless thriller
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8. |
Northeast Soundtrack
03:11
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Preaching words
That hold no weight
Waterfall streaming
Off the soapbox
Turning Criticism
Into melodies
Surround by
Shitty Company
Lacking rhythm
In conversations
Killing time
With sloppy seconds
Defending yourself
Without any attacks
With a broken back
And shattered knee caps
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9. |
Andre
06:32
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The hidden pain on the final day
Just felt ordinary
And those final hours
Never seemed to phase me
But those long minutes
Felt like a drama movie scene
And that last second
Is now put on replay for me
For the next couple weeks
Numbness took over my body
Clueless on the months to come
Family would be tearing
Years and years
Sanity would be thrown away
And the will to live
Is questioned nearly every day
The time for joy in the colder years
Would find no right place or time
Troubles would be adding on
Trauma after trauma
Aches all throughout my head
Trembling at an unusual pace
Holding on to the familiar phrase
“You’ll see him again one day”
Scraping by to survive
Trying to find ways to stay alive
Without my hero by my side
feeling as if i'm cursed
Im sobbing “this can’t get any worse”
Trying to find light in the rubble
All the words that I speak
And every action I do
Carries this burden on me
I wish I was with you
The wisdom, the knowledge
Everything I needed to hear
Is lost and won't ever be found
Until the end is near
Scraping by in order to survive
Trying to find ways to stay alive
Without my hero by my side
feeling as if i'm cursed
Im sobbing “this can’t get any worse”
Trying to find light in the rubble
They’re was so much not said
Some many words ran through my head
On what I would say today
But These words Will remain unspoken
My heart is still broken
And everytime when I speak of you
I'm still choking.
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10. |
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Coming home
To a fifty-fifty shot
On how you’re gonna be
Covering my eyes, pretending I didn’t see
How
You're tearing at the seems
I know you’re seeing double
And I know you’re in a world of trouble
Handled everything like a pity party
Covering up your tracks with an unforgiving sorry
Did you mean it this time?
Or was it more lazy lies that crossed your mind
Yelling in my ear that you have so much pride
But when it comes to common sense, it can never find the place or time But you never tried
Since day one i’ve been stalled at the starting line
Searching for ease
But I mind as well be blind
Always falling short
Just swimming with weights in my own remorse
Silence
To keep everything at peace
Putting on a smile
Even though I haven’t felt that in such a long while
People adding fuel to this well lit fire
They will never put it out, only making the mess dire
Man what a joke
To ever think any person can hold my hope
The ones who are saying it will be fine
Are blocking off their ears and covering their eyes
Avoiding all the signs
Of a nasty recipe being stalled at the starting line
Line
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11. |
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You know I wasn’t prepared
Seeing you around
It caught me off guard
I’m out of breath somehow
You’re still a picture of a memory
A photograph only I can see
It’s bittersweet to see you this way
You can’t fool me the same
I know you like nobody else
But everyone else is gone now
You knew me once too
I don't have guts to remind you
Did it startle you?
To see me walk through that door?
You cut me from your mind
Don’t wanna think of me anymore
It’s all still real to me
Even though I know you buried it dead
Seeing you now I don’t think you
Recognize me
It’s like we never met
You’re still a picture of a memory
A photograph only I can see
It’s bittersweet to see you this way
You can’t fool me the same
I know you like nobody else
But everyone else is gone now
You knew me once too
I don't have guts to remind you
You knew me once to
You knew me once to
You knew me once to
You knew me once to
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12. |
Thanksgiving Dinner
01:11
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Stuff the turkey
Stuff the turkey
Stuff the turkey
Mash potatoes
Mash potatoes
Mash potatoes
Drink the gravy
Drink the gravy
Drink the gravy
Butter the biscuits
Butter the biscuits
Butter the biscuits
Cranberry
Cranberry
Cranberry sauce
Shuck the corn yeah
Shuck the corn yeah
Shuck the corn yeah
Peanut butter
Peanut butter
Peanut butter pie
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Diarrhea
Watch some football
Watch some football
Watching some football
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13. |
Insterio
01:29
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