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Heathen
03:07
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am i only dreaming? is this the only common ground? we never asked for anything, just their downfall.
i'm not an apolitical heathen.
it seems i've wasted all my time. i don't even know why i tried.
if the truth is always setting you free then you're trapped in a cage with your own stupidity.
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Sips
02:44
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does anyone wake up every night wondering when they'll die?
anyone.
is anyone else thinking fuck the friendships of the past? bored suburban circumstances seldom built to last. people grow into such pieces of shit.
kick it up like rocks in my face when I thought that the bastard was my friend. did you try your best? to hide your face underneath a mask like a heart attack reaching out its hand. this is the end, my fair weather friend.
this is the end.
does anyone know my friend?
anyone.
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Mastery
03:20
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we die a sad, pathetic death. we die alone, alone, alone. a sad, pathetic death. all alone.
we wake as "patriots". unaware of bullshit trickery. just watch me spew shit stupidly. eternally.
wanting death, stupidly. never understanding what's to be.
just wanting death.
who's gonna save you now? who's gonna drag who down?
at a fuckin stoplight red, i can remember being dead inside.
company loves misery. i'm insecure and up against the world.
i'm the weapon you've mastered.
wanting death, stupidly. never understanding what's to be.
just wanting death.
i'll never understand.
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The Nba
03:06
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when i go grow up i'm gonna play in the nba. i'll start a side project: Beenz, FX, & King James. if that sounds like bullshit to then fuck you. i'm not afraid to say what i'm about. i've never killed a man but i wouldn't leave any doubt. i saw myself in the mirror and it didn't leave any doubt.
i'm gonna play in the NBA.
we're bringing back the dream team.
Hennecy, TC, Beenz & FX.
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5-0
03:31
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more days and weeks down the drain. i don't know what's worse: idiot or insane. banish from others, skin and bone. psychotic and meant to be alone.
in reverence of violence, the damage has been done.
at midnight i become the angel of death.
when you're running out of oxygen, do you think of everything that could have been? another life is wasted / incomplete.
and its all 5-0.
in reverence of violence, the damage has been done.
at midnight i become the angel of death.
and its all 5-0.
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Food Demon
03:33
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does it matter how i go? ascended or insane, a bullet to the brain or throw me off a train. tie me to the tracks and maybe i will finish some of these or go insane.
this shit's not fair. what are you gonna do?
say you want a never ending nightmare to come true
for only me and you.
imagine days ago before i went insane. there's so much new and cool shit that washes out the pain. we all deserve a place to go and mine's a dirty grave at an unremarkable scene and its not too far away.
you're there like the voice in the back of my stupid head. on and on about dumb shit we said. is all we have remembering?
"never growing up or giving a fuck".
you suck, you're the worst, what the fuck would i do without you? sitting alone in a catatonic state. there's so much time or so there was.
does it matter what I say? it always ends up ok.
does it matter what I want? we get what we deserve in the end.
this shit's not fair. what are you gonna do?
say you want a never ending nightmare to come true
for only me and you.
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