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George Metesky
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The pencil pushers are the nepotists are the oppressors are flammable. My dreams consist of broken necks, burnt flesh, dead bureaucrats. You had me pegged down to my suit and fuck you shoes. It’s called a pipe bomb sweetie; I named this one integrity. I had plenty of time to think I landed on bombs. All the money in the world can’t buy you another day when you’re wired for dismemberment. In the future I’d suggest not writing checks your ass can’t cash. How’s it feel to know the dollar you worship has sold you out?
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Clown College Dropout
01:13
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Grease paint stinks with the piss of failure. John Joseph think tank, tastemaker gatekeeper, transphobe weirdos, own your fetish. Pop punk groomers, she’s just 15, jeans are too tight, murder Fat Mike. We’re working overtime to send these one trick ponies to the glue factory. What the fuck are you laughing at, huh? Starry eyed bozos break their backs jumping through hoops. The circus never leaves town. You shut your fucking mouth.
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I’d like to sincerely thank whoever invented the term schadenfreude, you made me feel like way less of a sick fuck but everyone I know from high school who survived is miserable so who really won that one? I quit keeping count around the time I noticed the lines at wakes getting shorter. Don’t worry, I’ll make yours. Not to pay my respects, just to see you dead. Lay awake thinking about all the people I hate; everybody deserves one bad habit. You can’t spite me; spite is my superpower.
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The Knot
01:35
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Horse girl hair, Renn fair face. Alexandra always found herself getting aroused at the strangest times. Life is cold, Hell is hot, and in this house all dogs go to heaven. By 30 she gave up on dating, got herself a German Shepard. She put socks on his claws so he wouldn’t leave scratches, she didn’t mind so much it was just a pain to explain to friends and family. Life is cold, Hell is hot, and in this house all dogs go to heaven. She learned real quick not to let him get past the knot. Life is cold, Hell is hot, and in this house all dogs go to heaven. Hey man who am I to judge?
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New England Bitter
04:10
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When I was too young to understand how the world doles out injustice to those least deserving, I used to love the snow before I saw how it was made. When God won’t help you be alone with your thoughts, homesick where boneless children roam, stuck in the echoes of his silence, welcome to New England. Can you blame mom and dad for the shut ins they became? Who wants to leave the house to watch others live their shattered dreams? Our lord has made his decision and nothing you say can make him change his mind. Resign yourself to whatever comfort you can find, staring out the window waiting for a day that’ll never come. When God won’t help you stop thinking about those things, homesick where boneless children roam, in the echoes of his silence. I used to love the idea of angels before I saw how they were made. Can you hear it? Are you listening? Can you hear it? Have you ever really listened? I mean you ever just sit in it? Have you ever listened to God’s silence? You ever sit in it? God’s silence. God’s silence. I used to love the idea of angels before I saw how they were made by God’s silence.
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