1. |
Menial Drudge
01:41
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Another day in this godless void
Counting down the hours feeling like an android
Starting to feel like my sanity's destroyed
Mind-numbing pressure of a desperation unalloyed
Can't even count the people I avoid
Can't remember the last thing that I enjoyed
Starting to feel like my humanity's destroyed
Starting to wonder if maybe I'm just paranoid
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Another cog in the machine
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Am I just a menial drudge?
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Another cog in the machine
Am I just a number?
Am I just a menial drudge?
Give me validation, give me fake love
Feed me the lies of the ones above
Give me the feel-good stories and controlled news
Shape my opinion, shape my world views
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Another cog in the machine
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Am I just a menial drudge
Am I just a number?
Am I just a number?
Another cog in the machine
Am I just a number?
Am I just a menial drudge?
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2. |
Believe You
02:14
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Too good to be true
Should never have trusted you
The poisoned apple smells so sweet
Conceals the deceit
I'll never believe you again, again
I'll never believe you again (again)
I'll never believe you again, again
I'll never believe you again
Saccharine smiles
More blatant lies
Pick a hand
There are no prizes
I'll never believe you again, again
I'll never believe you again (again)
I'll never believe you again, again
I'll never believe you again
Ignore the hidden malice
Never question why
Accept the tainted chalice
Swallow every lie
I'll never believe you again, again
I'll never believe you again (again)
I'll never believe you again, again
I'll never believe you again
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3. |
Nice Guy
01:49
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You think your god's gift, but I beg to differ
Think you're smart, not even a flicker
You're poison, and you make me sick
Bet you're only the size of my lipstick
You're hard work, full of fucking bullshit
Alpha male club honorary membership
You think you're suave and you think you're slick
Nobody asked for your fucking dick pic
You're a relic, out of the Jurassic
Old dog never learning new tricks
You're too close, you better back up quick
I'm tired of your macho shit
You're a cause for concern
You're not a nice guy
You've got a lot to learn
You're not a nice guy
A lot of respect to earn
You're not a nice guy
You bench press cos you try to impress
But what's in your head is what you need to assess
We're pushing for change, but you seem to regress
You're a nice guy - self professed
Is your hand on my leg do you want to lose it?
Don't you ever touch me if I didn't approve it
Swinging dick and a crushing grip
You offer just the tip, cos you're toxic
Cos you're a relic, out of the Jurassic
Old dog never learning new tricks
You're too close, you better back up quick
I'm sick of all the macho shit
You're a cause for concern
You're not a nice guy
You've got a lot to learn
You're not a nice guy
A lot of respect to earn
You're not a nice guy
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4. |
Bottle & Stopper
01:37
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We put our faith in you
But all the things you do
To our sisters, mothers, friends, and us
Apologies superfluous
Don't you dare try fight the system
We cover up, pay off the victims
Make sure they maintain their silence
Keep the secrets of our violence
Forced oppression breeds sedition
Crooked cops beyond suspicion
Control, corruption, murder, rape
Lie under oath to protect our mates
Respect our rights, show some control
Misogyny it takes its toll
If you believe that every hole's a goal
Then you could go and fuck yourself
Witnesses intimidated
Scales of justice nicely weighted
You'll never see us in the dock
Five-O bro club swinging cocks
Forced oppression breeds sedition
Crooked cops beyond suspicion
Control, corruption, murder, rape
Lie under oath to protect our mates
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5. |
Hoodwinked
03:00
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Trapped in a cage with no way out
When all you can do is scream is shout
A dull routine it takes its toll
Where all it does is destroy your soul
The cold reality seeping in
The life and world that could have been
The never ending winter in sight
Now it's time for the fight or flight
Maybe it's time to set me free
To be the person I'm supposed to be
To move on, live and thrive
Not just survive
It's all about assuming control
Watching you on patrol
Lack of freedom, lack of movement
Losing energy, all of it spent
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