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Intro
01:12
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*bass goes bonk several times*
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2. |
Scatterbrainiac
02:52
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So I was riding my bike near the beach, sunny day, no wind, everything nice! When I look at the sand, I notice a treasure chest, so I rush up to it and start digging...
And so I dig, and I dig, and I dig, and dig and dig and dig
until I can't no more, till my hands bleed and my arms are fucking sore
And so I dig, and I dig, and I dig, and dig and dig and dig
My hands to the bone until I realize I was in my room all along!
My mind is fucking rotting
I don't know what day it is
My mind is making fun of me
This shit is tearing me apart
After the trip I went to my house and everything was quiet, I looked for any signs of life but I hear nothing... So I rush up my stairs and the door was locked but I pushed a bit and there was someone inside not letting me in!
And so I push, and push, and push, and push and push and push
until I can't no more, till my hands bleed and my arms are fucking sore
And so I push, and push, and push, and push and push and push
My hands to the bone until I realize I was in my room all along!
My mind is fucking rotting
I don't know what day it is
My mind is making fun of me
This shit is tearing me apart
(some yelling goes on here)
My mind is fucking rotting
I don't know what day it is
My mind is making fun of me
This shit is tearing me apart
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3. |
Joy
01:37
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Turn on my shitty car
Riddin' with you at night
Chatting with background music
We ride till the daylight
You are my love
You are my love
You bring me joy in this shit world
You are my love
You've been so good to me
Since the first day
And I know this feeling
Won't go away
You're gettin really good
On the bass guitar
At night we scavenge for food
I know we will go far cuz
You are my love
You are my love
You bring me joy in this shit world
You are my love
(two guitars solos, one for each ear eheh)
You are my love
You are my love
You bring me joy in this shit world
You are my loooooooooooove
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4. |
Why Won't Ya?
01:49
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Oh you are talking again
I just said I'm not your friend
Shut the fuck up you waste of breath
If I saw a shooting star I'd wish for your death
You are really buggin me out
Always so sure, never in doubt
Braggin and posing is all you do
I wish the romans had crucified you
WHY. WON'T. YOU. FUCK OFF AND DIE? x4
Grow the fuck up you cunt
Big cars and drama is all you want
Having rich parents must be tough
Cuz when you say you are self made I know it's all bluff
You are really buggin me out
Always so sure, never in doubt
Braggin and posing is all you do
I wish the romans had crucified you
WHY. WON'T. YOU. FUCK OFF AND DIE? x4
Whoaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!
WHY. WON'T. YOU. FUCK OFF AND DIE? x4
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5. |
Stab! Stab! Stab!
01:31
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Being backstabbed is nothing new to me
I'm a professional at it and I even have a degree
Fake people everywhere it doesn't matter where you look
But all you backstabbers had your turn and now you are out of luck!
STABBING BACKSTABBERS IN THE FACE! x4
Counterfeit person, you are such a fraud
A fake fake fake fuckin cunt, just so fuckin flawed
And all the lies you tell will catch up to you
If I can't get my knife on you, I hope someone will do!
STABBING BACKSTABBERS IN THE FACE! x4
And lots of screaming now...
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scatterbrainiac Porto, Portugal
Punk from Porto, Portugal.
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