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Piles
02:40
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Counselor,
This here’s a prime example of piss poor placement. Your rock bottom is my Saturday night. It’s not a fun day this is strung out Sunday. When I was 14 years old I was sitting in front of the mall eating one of those hot dogs wrapped in a pretzel, some older kids came by and laughed at me. So now I don’t eat hot dogs in public anymore. People ask me, “If you hate this place so much then why do you stay?” Well, someone’s got to be here to dig the graves. All the years shown up in that face at once, still love you baby. What’s another 10, 20 years? You know I never miss a funeral. Maybe it’s me next? Let everyone know I’m an asshole, etch it on my tomb stone.
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Cuckold The Family Ghost
01:02
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My old lady’s been making me go to therapy, but it’s like throwing water on a grease fire. One day it became too much. I knew right then I had to die. Slit my wrists, I bled all over her shit. I went towards the light, it was so white it lectured me on reverse racism, the 2nd amendment, and men’s rights. But apparently you don’t go to the afterlife when you commit suicide. So now I’m stuck in this house watching my wife get fucked.
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Beyond Human
03:27
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One night my mother woke me to look at the stars. I stared just a little too hard. I was probed a few weeks after that, the implant is still intact. I’m not sure why or where, but it’s there. The transmissions barely audible until I get a good fucking buzz on. Been up for 3 days straight and nothing. I’ve been busy cracking the crop circle code. Everything I needed to know I’ve learned from the Twilight Zone. If you read between he lines it’s like an owner’s manual for life. I’ve got politician’s fingers and tax dicks in every orifice. Puncture wounds and scabs, genital warts and teenage dads. Marshall Applewhite was right, this sucks. Spent every night staring at the sky waiting for the probe lights. Man fuck this place. If you’re gonna kill yourself then fucking kill yourself, anything beats watching you cry with that gun in your mouth every fucking night.
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The ghoulish way I leer makes me feel alive. It started with my driving by his house. The bed sheet covered windows made me feel better about myself. Fucking junkie sucker punched me when we were 16. Went in, became his friend again. Watching him wither made me feel like the lord of the wasteland. I’ll need make the world a better place, I bring out the worst in people.
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The Book Of God
00:37
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If it wasn’t for this morbid curiosity I wouldn’t know a goddamn thing. Peoples hearts are just chew toys. My dick’s hard for the details. I’ve got a strong stomach.
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Comfort Measures
01:28
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All the fun of drilling a hole in my skull with none of the mess. Your future is hospice and iv’s. Lucky ones die young. Still life goes on, so pull this decay over my face; a small measure of comfort to get me through my golden years. Sometimes it’s what you don’t see that gets you through the night. A clinical detachment to reality. I just want some comfort, a small measure of comfort. I just want some comfort. I just want some comfort. If you prayed for a savior god would send you Christopher Scarver. But I need something a little bit more tangible. I’m praying for a synthetic heaven.
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What happened was a real tragedy and everyone needs to know my opinion. I live it, I love it. One hand on my cock, the other on the me button. Want to send a prayer? Pray the next time some psycho opens fire I'm there, so I don't have to hear anymore of your opinions, arguments, 90's weekends. Thank you sir may I please have another.
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The Kids Are Alt-Right
01:19
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It's like the hick that labeled me a "sand nigger' and shoved me into a locker the day after 9/11 got elected president and everyone around me's cheering him on. Look me in the eyes, vote against my life. They want to build a wall? There's already a fucking wall. From this point on when they go low we go lower, we can get high at my place later. Cuz we got the best words, we got the best people writing them, writing the best words. You fucking snowflakes. Xenophobic, homophobic, too chicken shit to leave your home unarmed for fear of refugee women and children, and you've got the balls to call liberals fucking pussies? Fucking cucks.
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Too Fucked To Yiff
01:53
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She was dressed like Maid Marion, I was David Parker Ray's dog. We didn't know anyone, we had to snort adderall. We wanted to spice shit up a bit; she had great tits. Plus she knew where to cop, she took the first rail and she dropped. Found her id she was only 16. I postponed my suicide for this? We got problems bigger than Richard Speck's tits. I know I did something to deserve this. Took her apart in the bathtub and I stuffed her in a suitcase. In the shadow of the alley of white trash. I got the idea for a documentary about Jeffrey Dahmer.
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Get your ass down to the wal mart steal you a box of that coricidin cold and cough . Tonight we're gonna trip our fucking balls off. I started at 8 but now I'm up to 12, splitting those piss cigarettes man. What the fuck did I just snort? She said, "I got it from my mom's medicine cabinet". Her name was cigarette burns, always smoldering, always asking why. His name was Mike he was happy with a hole. Leaving a trail from downtown to the trailer park. Ever get the compulsion to throw yourself out a window but you've misplaced your cape? Up and down, in and out, foaming all over the ground. Where the fuck is my life when I'm reminiscing about two pigs rolling around in their own shit?
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Cum Kind Of Monster
08:04
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I’m what the fbi calls a secretor. I’m addicted to caffeine and pornography. I cum on my stomach and I love it, but I get a sick rash. Cannibal love eating me alive like a suicide. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with that until James Hetfield told me so. My cum is a problem I just can’t ignore. It’s everywhere. My cum is everywhere, I’m allergic to it. Every problem is a result of my cum. Cannibal love it’s eating me alive like a suicide. I miss Hetfield’s mullet, Lar’s frosted tips, mustaine’s riffs. I want to talk about art with Lars Ulrich the art critic. I’d look him straight in his eye and say, “I don’t know art, but I know what I like. May I please borrow your white leather jacket?” Let me choose my words carefully, this is a rock and roll band I don’t want any fucking rules. Cannibal love it’s eating me alive like a suicide. Fuck fuck see fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Dave Mustaine’s riffs fuck Dave Mustaine Mustaine fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck Dave Mustaine Dave Mustaine
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