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One of the better punk songs and its about... anxiety?

Sometimes I give myself the creeps
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me
It all keeps adding up
I think I'm cracking up
Am I just paranoid?
Uh, yuh, yuh, ya
 
"I can't help wanting oceans to part, 'caus I'm overcome in this war of hearts".... by: Ruelle
 

Daughter Lyrics​


"Youth"

Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it's a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.

And if you're still breathing, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
Collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
The lovers that went wrong.

We are the reckless,
We are the wild youth
Chasing visions of our futures
One day we'll reveal the truth
That one will die before he gets there.

And if you're still bleeding, you're the lucky ones.
'Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
We're setting fire to our insides for fun.
Collecting pictures from a flood that wrecked our home,
It was a flood that wrecked this home.

And you caused it,
And you caused it,
And you caused it

Well I've lost it all, I'm just a silhouette,
I'm a lifeless face that you'll soon forget,
My eyes are damp from the words you left,
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
Ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

And if you're in love, then you are the lucky one,
'Cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
To distract our hearts from ever missing them.
But I'm forever missing him.

And you caused it,
And you caused it,
And you caused it
 
I want a real vagina there so frickin' bad
I'll buy it Tampax and some maxi pads
(I'll take good care of it I promise)
It will come with a hymen, all new and pristine
But I'll bust that cherry like a slutty queen
(With a big ole dick)
Oh every time I close my thighs
My balls they fall right out the sides (of my panties)
So turn my dick into a slip and slide, I swear
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there

Yeah I would have the whole shabang done
Though surgery is not so fun
Put it on your wishlist to give my gash a little kiss
I'll probably pull a little Britney and flash it
And show the world I paid the coins for the front slit
I want to see if it makes sounds when I go piss
It's called a pussy maybe 'cause it makes sounds like a cat hiss
It'll be a couple months since my ditch was dug
Made a hole from a pole, now all I need is jugs (Oooo)
I'll probably get 'em real tasteful like, just kidding they'll be huge (right)
You won't forget about me stupid
Even when I'm old I'm gonna have a big fupa

Oh every time I close my eyes (whatcha see, whatcha see)
I dream my dick will fall off and die
And then I'll get a clit so supersized, you'll stare
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there
(Oh oh) when I'm a lady there (oh oh)

I'll be buying the panty sets from Frederick's
Louboutin for the kicks
Then I'll ask Victoria what the hell her secret is
Toss a couple fingers up inside for the heck of it
But keep the thumbs out, don't be thinking I'm a fisting chick
Yeah I'll probably let you take a crack at it
Love you long time, apocalypse now attack at it
Ooo I'll take some pictures for my Christmas card
Sit on Santa's lap, get that AARP dick hard
And ain't nobody around me
Would think that I'm a boy, no one trying to clown me
It's just a vaginal scheme,
But give me 5's, give me 10's cause it's my dream

I want a real vagina there so frickin' bad
I'll buy it Tampax and some maxi pads
(I'll put sunscreen on it too)
It'll come with a hymen, all new and pristine
But I'll bust that cherry like a slutty queen (nice and whorey)
Oh every time I close my thighs
My balls they fall right out the side
So turn my dick into a slip and slide, I swear
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there
(Oh oh) when I'm a lady there (oh oh)
(Yeah) it'll smell like clam chowder there so frickin' bad
 
ChemicallyEnhanced said:
I want a real vagina there so frickin' bad
I'll buy it Tampax and some maxi pads
(I'll take good care of it I promise)
It will come with a hymen, all new and pristine
But I'll bust that cherry like a slutty queen
(With a big ole dick)
Oh every time I close my thighs
My balls they fall right out the sides (of my panties)
So turn my dick into a slip and slide, I swear
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there

Yeah I would have the whole shabang done
Though surgery is not so fun
Put it on your wishlist to give my gash a little kiss
I'll probably pull a little Britney and flash it
And show the world I paid the coins for the front slit
I want to see if it makes sounds when I go piss
It's called a pussy maybe 'cause it makes sounds like a cat hiss
It'll be a couple months since my ditch was dug
Made a hole from a pole, now all I need is jugs (Oooo)
I'll probably get 'em real tasteful like, just kidding they'll be huge (right)
You won't forget about me stupid
Even when I'm old I'm gonna have a big fupa

Oh every time I close my eyes (whatcha see, whatcha see)
I dream my dick will fall off and die
And then I'll get a clit so supersized, you'll stare
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there
(Oh oh) when I'm a lady there (oh oh)

I'll be buying the panty sets from Frederick's
Louboutin for the kicks
Then I'll ask Victoria what the hell her secret is
Toss a couple fingers up inside for the heck of it
But keep the thumbs out, don't be thinking I'm a fisting chick
Yeah I'll probably let you take a crack at it
Love you long time, apocalypse now attack at it
Ooo I'll take some pictures for my Christmas card
Sit on Santa's lap, get that AARP dick hard
And ain't nobody around me
Would think that I'm a boy, no one trying to clown me
It's just a vaginal scheme,
But give me 5's, give me 10's cause it's my dream

I want a real vagina there so frickin' bad
I'll buy it Tampax and some maxi pads
(I'll put sunscreen on it too)
It'll come with a hymen, all new and pristine
But I'll bust that cherry like a slutty queen (nice and whorey)
Oh every time I close my thighs
My balls they fall right out the side
So turn my dick into a slip and slide, I swear
The world better prepare for when I'm a lady there
(Oh oh) when I'm a lady there (oh oh)
(Yeah) it'll smell like clam chowder there so frickin' bad
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Is it weird, that I heard that, with this tempo?

 
"I'm the magic #1
I must be T-Mac
They thought I was done
but I just relapsed
Goin' O.D., "Take a chill pill and relax"
If I go overboard, We all sink
I'm goin' O.D."

Chorus to 'Sculpture" by NOTEBOOK ft. Sadistik
This is the song I've had on repeat for the last few weeks

 
She's like heroin
Sipping through a little glass
I'm looking for some help
I need someone to save her ass
Chinese tricks in rooms
With ghosts of hooker girly dudes
Me and heroin, maybe we can make some cash selling
Ass
Selling ass for heroin
ASS
Selling ass for heroin
ASS
Selling ass for heroin
ASS!
Selling ass for heroin
She wants nothing more
But to be a little whore
He wants nothing less
But to wear a little dress
She's like heroin
Sipping through a little glass
I'm looking for some help
I need someone to make some cash selling
Ass
Selling ass for heroin
ASS
Selling ass for heroin
ASS
Selling ass for heroin
ASS!
Selling ass for heroin
La-la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
La-la-la-la-la, la-la, la-la
Ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
She's like heroin
Sipping through a little glass
I'm looking for some help
I need someone to save her ass
She wants nothing more
But to be a little whore
He wants nothing less
But to wear a little dress
She's like heroin
Sipping through a little glass
I'm looking for some help
I need someone to save her ass
Chinese tricks in rooms
With ghosts of hooker girly dudes
Me and heroin
Maybe we can make some cash
She's like heroin
Sipping through a little glass
I'm looking for some help
I need someone to save my ass
 
Stacy's Mom, Reprise

I have so many questions now for Stacy's mom
(stacy's mom)
Like why did she come out, with just a towel on
(towel on)
When she knew that kid was gonna mow her grass
(mow her grass)
Stacy's mom is like the people Chris Hansen would catch
(would catch)
And I know growing up it was a fantasy
But it hit's a little different now that I'm thirty three
Stacy's mom should put some clothes on
He's just a kid and this feels really wrong
Stacy, can't you see, this could be a felony?
I know it's just a song but something's wrong with Stacy's mom
 
Jack Kays — The Voice In My Head

Would you believe me if I told you,
Nothing turns out like you thought?
You never get the life you want,
Don’t give it everything you’ve got.
Don’t even try, you’ll always fail
It never works, you should just bail
You’re so embarrassing to be around

I hate the way you talk
The way you smile, the way you walk,
The way you never seem to care
About the people that you love
I know you do, but you’re not there.
Go cut your hair, I hate it too
You fuck up everything you do
You’re such a joke, if you weren’t me
I swear I’d never talk to you.

Why don’t you leave? Nobody wants you here
You’ll never be enough.
All of the things you do to cover up
The fact that you’re not tough
They don’t do shit, they know you’re weak
Don’t let that tear roll down your cheek
And don’t you ever let them think that you’re in pain because of me.

Would you believe me if I told you,
Nothing turns out like you thought?
You never get the life you want,
Don’t give it everything you’ve got.
Don’t even try, you’ll always fail
It never works, you should just bail
You’re so embarrassing to be around

I hate how you can’t hold a conversation, that’s so basic
You make it so complicated
For no reason
How you only ever speak when it’s unneeded.
I don’t get it
Why you’re so goddamn pathetic
You turn everything you touch into a mess
I think it’s best to just forget it.
You should go
Nobody wants to see your face here anymore
They all hate you more than I do,
They can see into your core.
You’re such a freak, why do you try?
You know you’ll never get to be
The way you want
I don’t know why you took so long to set me free.

Would you believe me if I told you,
Nothing turns out like you thought?
You never get the life you want,
Don’t give it everything you’ve got.
Don’t even try, you’ll always fail
It never works, you should just bail
You’re so embarrassing to be around,
I hate you.
 
Something just ain't sitting right
I should have just called it a night
Instead of crop-dusting the place
With my funky booty stink
Thought it was fine
I gave it time
To waft the smell away
Then I let one rip that got me real messy

Unshart my fart
Make my drawers clean again
Undo this stench from my trench
That I tried to keep clenched
All up in my hole
My flatulency
Is mixed with wet feces
Unshart my fart
My fart

Toilet paper won't suffice
I need a bidet in my life
Pass me some towels
'Cause my bowels
Can't be trusted not to leak
My gassy ass, events so fast
From farts to something worse
There's something dark and skid-marked
In my undies

Unshart my fart
Make my drawers clean again
Undo this stench from my trench
That I tried to keep clenched
All up in my hole
My flatulency
Is mixed with wet feces
Unshart my fart
My fart

Swamp-assed as squishy as hell
Plus, there's a rotten egg smell
Uh oh, I think that it's dripping down my leg

Unshart my fart
Make my drawers clean again
Undo this stench from my trench
That I tried to keep clenched
All up in my hole
My flatulency
Is mixed with wet kinda chunks, soaked in feces
Unshart my fart
Unshart my fart, oh maybe
Chipotle guts gone crazy
Unshart my fart, what the fuck?
I don't even remember eating corn
Sweetcorn
I'm talkin' bout corn
I ate some corn, like last week
It's still in my intestines
I'm never eating tex-mex
I don't even remember eating corn
 
For Jesse Eisenberg:

What a blessing when I rented Cursed
Well I knew I had to have you first
You know you keep me waiting for forever
Whatever
You got your double glossy cover sheen
Like the pictures of a magazine
You know I get your pages stuck together
Whenever
Sit in the sand and turn the tide
As I scan my TV Guide

Jesse, Jesse, take my hand
You can meet me in Zombieland
You know inside every clam's a pearl
I could be Jesse's girl
Jesse's girl, oh

Like the pictures of a movie screen
I got you coming in crystal clean
And I could keep for an instant reply
Any day
And if I saw you in a public place
I know you wouldn't recognise my face
But even if you knew me, what would you say
Anyway
Sit in the sand and turn the tide
As I scan my TV Guide

Jesse, Jesse, take my hand
You can meet me in Zombieland
You know inside every clam's a pearl
I could be Jesse's girl
Jesse's girl, oh

And some may call me crazy
Everytime I reply
Every single blu-ray (yeah)
Until you call me, baby
I'm just gonna reply
Every single blu-ray (yeah)
I know you're married
And separation can be scary
Now you see her, now you don't

Jesse, Jesse, take my hand
You can meet me in Zombieland
You know inside every clam's a pearl
I could be Jesse's girl
Jesse's girl, oh
I could be Jesse's girl
Jesse's girl, oh
I could be Jesse's girl
 
Chow Down (at Chick-fil-A), DWV

You might feel shame
(you should feel shame)
(you're an abomination)
We might cross dress but that's not what's to blame
Making our coins
But it's all for food
We'll do anything
We're down for groups
After taking some dudes from behind
All we wanna score
Is chicken fried
Oh!

Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna gobble up a waffle fry
But no girl, don't ya know?
Chick-fil-A say you make the baby Jesus cry
(the baby who?)
Dudes with boobs
Gay-for-Pay
Even Dikes say YAY!
So chow down at Chick-fil-A
Chow down at Chick-fil-A
Even if you're gay
(Even if you're gay)
Chow Down At Chick-fil-A

(I know what I want!)
Have it your way
BK, McD, SubWay all taste the same
(preservatives)
You're tired of eating meat that just went Moo
(sorry 'bout that)
Taco Tuesday makes your butt spew
So, please don't sue libel
We just want a little meat
Without your Bible!

Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna gobble up a waffle fry
But no girl, don't ya know?
Chick-fil-A say you make the baby Jesus cry
Dudes with boobs
Gay-for-Pay
Even Dikes say YAY
So chow down at Chick-fil-A
Chow down at Chick-fil-A
Even if you're gay
(even if you're gay)
Chow down at Chick-fil-A

Come down to Chick-fil-A
It don't matter if you're gay
(I said no mayonnaise! Fuck!)
(goddamn it)
Spicy fried chicken may burn hole out
Ring sting for days but that chicken's worth the pain

I see a rainbow
And on the other side there was a bucket of Polynesian sauce
For me to dip my nuggets in.
Why is it because I live my life so gay
I should not eat Chick-fil-A?
I'm gonna eat it anyway!
They say his promise is true,
but what if you are a Jew?
They need the kosher meal too
To bring their life to anew
Closed on Sunday's and it's awful
Now there's tears in my eyes
No more waffle fries
My only bleeding hope is for the
Fags who can't cope
With the fact that they hate gays
But their food is so dope
The chicken's to blame
Like shooting caine into your vein
What a shame you don't enjoy the chicken broiled by flame
You'll get fisted but to eat there is d-listed
Well I got an appetite, I ain't got no pride
We queens are bottomless pits
Forever in the drive-through
Honey Mustard on my tits
All for me and none for you!

Someday somebody's gonna make you wanna
Gobble up a waffle fry
But no girl, don't ya know
Chick-fil-A say you make the baby Jesus cry
Dudes with boobs
Gay-for-Pay!
Even Dikes say YAY!
So chow down at Chick-fil-A
Chicken chow down
Chicken chow down
(I'mma eat up all this shit)
(that's mine, that's mine too)
Chicken chow down, baby
(you're gonna wanna pass that sauce, girl)
Put it in your mouth!
Don't matter if you're gay
Just, chow down at Chick-fil-A!
(bible thumping bitches)
Chicken Chow Down!
(you're awful)
 
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