1. |
Cum' True
02:33
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Your life is a mess……….. my life is a mess, whats new……….. It’s been days and I haven’t heard from you…… Every day you bring me down….Every day you bring me down….Every day you bring me down….
Cum’tru… If you want me…
Cum’tru… if you need me…
Get it, Got it….. know it, good……….. Cant understand what’s not understood...Every day you bring me down….Every day you bring me down….Every day you bring me down….
Cum’tru… If you want me…
Cum’tru… if you need me…
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2. |
4 up 4 down
02:04
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Four up, four down...
Who's gonna buy
the next round.
A glance to the left
and a glance to the right
The cold hand of fate is so cliché I never been touched by the
gods that way.
I'm a walking flint spark up the sky
and breath the flames of sin.
Break lights streak emulation like a slow
8mm film
can't stop the devil form creepin on in.
(like a slow... 8mm film
can't stop the devil form creepin on in.
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3. |
Boyfriend
03:53
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I want coffee but you too tight. I want coffee A place for the night.
I guess we get confused. Can’t leave me alone wont to take me home. I guess we get confused.
I want coffee but you too tight. I want coffee A place for the night.
Can’t you see your breaking her heart…
She wants a boyfriend… A boyfriend…
She wants a boyfriend… A boyfriend…
She wants a boyfriend… A boyfriend…
She wants a boyfriend… A boyfriend…
I want coffee but you too tight. I want coffee A place for the night.
At times we come unglued. Can’t fight your love just push and shove At times we come unglued.
I want coffee but you too tight. I want coffee A place for the night.
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4. |
Killing Time
02:37
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Time is the killer… I kill time sedentary…
I fight like a mercenary… Judgmental and proud…
Contrite and loud…
I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
Time is the killer… I kill time daydreaming…
I read signs with no meaning… Indignant and chase…
How much time do we waste…
I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
Time is the killer… I kill time intoxicated…
Sex and love are not related… Loathsome and miserable…
The deepest scars are invisible…
I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
Time is the killer… I kill time masterbating...
Reality is so frustrating… Hypocritical degenerat
Just don’t depend on it… I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
I kill time…
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5. |
Easy Chair
06:51
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What kind of man am I, that I would deny...
the love of beautiful woman...
Someone who cared….
regardless of the reason, she had something to share…
I feel so sick inside....
I never let go of all of my foolish pride….
now she’ll never know….
now she’ll never know….
now she’ll never know….
now she’ll never know….
Easy chair, take me away... I have no fear... Were all born that way...
Fear you learn as child, it grows and grows...
Soon your paralyzed suffocating, we make life this way...
Easy chair, take me away... I have no fear... Were all born that way...
I’m some kind of monster built from ego and greed caught in the modern illusion of what it is to succeed….
Easy chair, take me away... I have no fear... Were all born that way...
Easy chair, take me away... I have no fear... Were all born that way...
Easy chair, take me away... I have no fear... Were all born that way...
Easy chair, take me away... I have no fear... Were all born that way...
Easy chair, take me away... I have no fear... Were all born that way...
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6. |
Despair
05:57
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I don’t believe in you're fucking change...
Your imposter always be the same...
You call on me to be for real...
When you don’t even know the deal....
Surely my time to die...
Why do you always look at me that way...
like you got something deep to say...
Who the fuck, do you think you are...
You ain’t god you ain’t a super star....
Surely my time to die...
I wish you could just understand....
I’m as weak as any other man....
If you think that this world is just....
Sorry for you cause it is just a bust....
Surely my time to die...
It’s all a myth and you think I’m wrong...
But you can just turn off this song...
Didn’t write it for you anyway....
Just needed something sick to say....
Surely my time to die...
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7. |
HAPPY
03:24
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Mama's on da floor....
Mama's on da floor....
Daddy don't wanna hear her shit no more...
You don't know what state I'm in....
You don't know what state I'm in....
Ain't got shit to do with that bottle o' gin...
Blood is on my hands....
Blood is on my hands...
I'm a willful, spiteful, jealous sick and twisted
old man....
You can see fire in my eyes....
You can see fire in my eyes....
My abject failure was my great surprise....
Life done had its way...
Life done had its way...
I'm gonna end it all today...
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8. |
Life Sentence
04:33
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It’s sentencing time… their eyes are static... like sketches drawn from coal. I came here through one door won’t see gain till I’m old.
I sit hear in my prison cell, the sun rises in the east…
out of my window lights churchyard and beyond… the city waits…
Wrote this song when I was angry… Blamed you for what was wrong… My life is a mirror and a message to hold on.
Can’t get straight, it’s like a dream… a explosion in my head
Fighting demon memories… They’ll wash the devil out of me.
Sleeping on a prison floor / fever dreams/ muffled screams…This is a nightmare and I’m too sick to care. I ain’t going no where…going no where…going no where
Another fall to learn the lessons the seasons might recall. Summer, winter spring to mind the reasons for it all.
Don’t bother go guessing… your best impression is right there in your head.
The reasons for calamity are beyond what awaits…
Wrote this song when I was drunk… Blame me for what went wrong… My life is no longer mine I think you should move on.
Can’t get straight, it’s like a dream… an explosion in my head
Fighting your memories… They’ll wash the devil out of me.
It’s a life sentence….
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9. |
Big Mouth
03:34
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I’m not one for polite conversation. My pride is like
wine. Your blasphemy defies classification, locked away
in the cellar... safe from changing times.
Do you whether
the revolution or the rotation
describes the 365 days a year that you so absent-mindedly
park your astronomical carcass in abject
defiance of what is so abundantly clear
.
I will not feign elocution of a rock & roll cliché but it
is my ambition to set you straight today.
I’m not your friend or your buddy and you don’tknow me well. I’m a
spiteful degenerate from the bowels of hell.
But see I got time on my side. I wait for first light...
I’m carful with to whom I speak and running at the
mouth seven days a week.
Regurgitating the latest
catch phrase, mimicking talking heads and chicken
hawks...
What...What...what you say!
YOU’RE A BIG MOUTH...YOU’RE A BIG
MOUTH...YOU’RE A BIG MOUTH...
YOU’RE A BIG MOUTH...YOU’RE A BIG
MOUTH...YOU’RE A BIG MOUTH
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ANGERYMAN New York, New York
ANGERYMAN is the new project from Claudius Pratt, the creator of REVEREND SHINE SNAKE OIL Co. and lead singer of HODJA. It fusses the passion and urban decay of inner city life with the melodic melancholy of the dreams of a romantic. The first record was written by Claudius and was produced By Boi Holm. ... more
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