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Father Failure Figure
02:34
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I grew up in a broken home
I still wake up broke and all alone
The speed it kills me some time
I'm sure this heroin will be a life long thing of mine
I'm an old con
I went to school with your mom
She cleaned up, She got remarried
I still have this needle in my arm
Just what makes me move around
What makes me get up just to get back down
Just what makes me move and shake around
What makes me get up just to get back down
I'm taking this day on Fathers Day
To explain I made a life long mistake
I must of been about your age
A split second made a life long change
Hands are Burned Black from Smoking Crack
I'm holding a new born baby
I'm way too high for that
I gotta get up-I gotta get out of here
So I robbed the corner store
For a stretch of 6 years
Just what makes me move around
What makes me get up to get back down
God dammit I've tried my best
To hold a steady job and a steady address
(Then It hits me)
Upside the head with a baseball bat
I ended up here I am your junkie dad
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Dizzy Lee Roth's Eyes
02:03
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Dizzy and I down at the soup line, standing side by side to the girl with the pink eye. You should of seen the tattoo over his eye rise in surprise. You should of seen the look on Dizzy Lee Roth's eyes, when the girl with the pink eye cried:
"You're a dope dealer, and I'm a dope whore.
You're dope rich for now, I'm strung out and poor."
Arms full of money, a mouth full of missing teeth. I will tell you what honey, I will tell you what it's like to shoot bleach. Listen up honey I will tell you what it's like to be me.
I'm a dope dealer, and you're a dope whore. I'm dope rich for now, you're still strung out and poor.
Listen up honey I'm an a narcissist, a anarchist, and a nihilist.
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22 Castillo Ave
02:58
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There's nothing I'd rather do than creep Castillo with you. There's nothing I'd rather do than sleep Castillo with you.
I check in now and again, your dad says you are paying rent. He says you talk about Oakland as if Oakland was your friend.
I check in now and again, your Dad says you are paying rent. He seems to think you quit, whatever it was you needed to kick.
The number 22 reminds me of you. The number 22 Castillo Avenue.
Your friend Hydro died in case you hadn't heard, and Gator he got walls in a suburban neighborhood. The streets say you found a place somewhere down in Palm Springs. Now that must of been a dream, nobody said anything to me.
The number 22 it reminds me of you. The number 22 Castillo Avenue.
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You are spineless
What kind of person acts like that?
To save your own face you stab yourself in the back.
What kind of friend would act like that?
When you're spineless you can't even have your own back.
I guess Noble is only a name.
I guess noble is used only in slang.
You are spineless
You're selling cocaine out the back of your van.
Trading blow for blow-jobs to a prostitute, man.
You have enough strength to hit a all time low-
You have enough strength to go blow for blow.
I guess Noble is only a name.
I guess noble is used only in slang.
You are spineless
What kind of rad acts like that?
To save your own face you'll stab yourself in the back.
What kind of rat acts like that?
A wharf rat or a navy brat rat.
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Welcome To Bremerton
02:56
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There's poison in the water, it's been this way for years. It boggles the mind sometimes. Why's there so many people dying around here?
They moved into thee historic part of town, then they bulldozed thee old house down. Now a brand new house stands on every inch of this historic land. They overlook the death factory, he's coughing up his lungs. This factory's a death sentence boy, at least it's a steady income.
There's poison in the water, it's been this way for years. It boggles the mind sometimes. Why's there so many people dying around here?
Old lady's going crazy, the old man is coughing up his lungs. At least they have the death factory boy, the benefits of the death factory income.
There's poison in thee air,
They're making nuclear war heads in there.
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Crazy Drinking Alone
02:46
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Oh no!
I pushed our friendship past its limits and look what it got me, it got me drinking all alone.
Then you pushed our friendship past its limits, and look what it got you, it got you running away from home.
I said some things I didn't mean.
I can get drunk, I can get mean, and I can repeat myself- I'm going crazy drinking alone.
I know you hate me, and I hate me too. I know you hate me, I'm going crazy drinking alone.
I pushed our friendship past its limits and look what it got me, it got me drinking all alone.
Then you pushed our friendship past its limits, and look what it got you, it got you stranded all alone.
You like to day dream, and I like to day drink. I like telling you stories before I even start to think.
I know you hate me, and I hate you too. I know you hate me, I'm going crazy drinking alone.
Well I used to get enjoyment out of annoying you. Now all I get is flashbacks of thee annoying things you put me through.
I pushed our friendship past its limits, and look what it got me:
It got me drinking all alone!
Now I'm going crazy, I'm going crazy alone. Now I'm going crazy, I am drinking all alone.
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I Can't Shake The Shakes
02:15
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Psychotic romantic hell bent on obnoxiousness. I'm a alcoholic, drug addict chronically in unconsciousness. Don't be blind to the fact that I'm just a pin in the ass.
I can't rid this hangover no matter how hard I try. I'm a repeat offender alcoholic until the day I die.
Don't be blind to the fact that I'm just a pain in the ass.
I can't shake the shakes no matter what I do.
I can't drink away this pain, so I blame it all on you.
I blame it all on you.
I blame this all on you.
Psychotic Romantic
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D T C O
02:14
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Make up the words to suit yourself, or support your personal agenda. I really just want you to shut up so I can finish my drink.
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She walks to school alone
with the after taste if methadone.
It's all in the art of survival
carrying her habits between pages of a bible
Naked pictures on of her on my cell phone
That night it was wine and methadone
Those naked pictures still hang on my wall
Rapo lost in France eaten up by the carnival.
I know a thing or two about a thing or too
I know a thing or two about you.
www.lookatmyxgirlfriend
she's all over the net
Someone bought her some new tattoos
someone bought her some brand new tits
You can see the gleam of opium in her eyes still
she looks just like she did in school
No matter where she goes look at her
why don't you look at her?
She swears she's gonna kick this shit
with her droopy face/her eyes stone pinned
Now she swears/she likes to swear
She doesn't shoot up when she's alone
I know a thing or two
about a thing or two
I know a thing or two about her
I know a thing or two
about a thing or two
I know a thing or two about you
I know your name mother fucker
Your name is Liar
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Grandmas making bombs down in the garage, she hates the government like the rest of us all. She knows the world is beginning to end. She knows this is almost Armageddon.
Grandmas making bombs, down in the garage.
Grandpa died in the Vietnam war, Grandma realized this isn't worth fighting for. She's got dynamite strapped under her apron.
She's not a terrorist she's an American.
Grandmas making bombs, down in the garage.
She knows the world is beginning to end. She knows this is almost Armageddon.
She knows the world is beginning to end. She's not a terrorist she's an American.
Grandmas making bombs, down in the garage.
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NEUTRALBOY! Bremerton, Washington
NEUTRALBOY!
YOU WANTED THE BEST,YOU GOT THE BEST.
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