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Denim Skull
00:56
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In the castle with the ivory wall
Stands a figure over six feet tall
Spine bent, eyes sharp, scent dull
It's not a man, it's the Denim Skull
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Analyzer
01:42
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Beyond the gate of deep remorses
Web of callousness and fright
Stands a figure in the grotto
Beneath the dimming blue moonlight
Analyzer
Don't analyze me
Anonymity of once great thought spread
Identity was all but lost
Human mirror of dilute pity
The one who judges your fair cost
Analyzer
Don't analyze me
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The Black Fence
01:30
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Diagnosis of the living man
Existence bleak and no end plan
Discontent with his prognosis
Deep regret in two small doses
No chance of him finding hope
His thoughts under the microscope
Of his mind soon to recline
Into mundaneness of another kind
Useless cause and useless effect
A new age cycle of old aged vexed
His inner spirit outward appearance
Ugliness led to a disappearance
Of his presence, of his needs
Cut in conscience his ego bleeds
Onto a stage pointless rage
A free man living within a cage
Flying hopeless is the crying man
Wings are clipped and legs are damned
To walk a lifetime in his shoes
Live and learn are burned and bruised
Interactions led to a cringe
Satisfactions found in a binge
Of scrutiny how could it be
When life was once sweet poetry
Now it's days on a calendar
Merged together in one big blur
Slowly building the black fence
Built of X's that he repents
For each day loses its drive
And a lack of reason for him to strive
For something more, an open door
Maybe the next life is worth dying for
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Gut-wrenching pain in my bone socket
All that is left the lint in my pocket
And I'm repeating phrases
And I'm reseeing sights
And I'm having bad days more than my good nights
An endless room no walls to see
I sit alone conversing with me
And I'm sick of this meeting
And I'm done hearing voices
When they just criticize all my life choices
Clock in clock out ticks on the brain
One hour more and I'll go insane
But it's better than boredom
But it's not without cost
When each lasting thought is of happiness lost
And I drive and I drive to clear my mind
But it runs through my brain one million times
Being self-loathing isn't a crime
Even when you lie and say it's all fine
The grip has now tightened the strength of a titan
Bone-crushed and frightened pretend I'm enlightened
When I'm really afraid
Will I use my last breath
To regret tomorrow a fate worse than death
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Fury
01:03
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Here comes Mr. Happy
Face always a smile
He laughs at all the jokes
And thinks that life is worthwhile
But past the lies
Through the disguise
Behind the mask
There's fury in his eyes
He's the perfect human
Reacts just like he should
Take advantage of him
Because it's always all good
But without a doubt
It'll come about
And with a shout
He'll let his fury out
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Suicide Mantra
01:15
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I can't escape from what is said
Played in a loop within my head
Some part of me wants to see me dead
You will ask me about my day
You will ask me if I'm okay
I'll say yes cuz it's the easy thing to say
Never asking for advice
Maybe it's my inherent vice
To put on his fake grin and act nice
But what do I do when there's no one else
Where do I go when I'm in that hell
And my only mantra tells me to kill myself
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7. |
Starving Mule
02:40
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Why do I deal with this shit
Just to be a failed statistic
She'll love me again in a bit
Of course not be more realistic
Darkness starts to loom
Shut in my old room
Creating a fort
Built of old remorse
Now I'm feeling nihilistic
Dread starts to form like a bad cyst
All thoughts of being monastic
Replaced with future resistance
Stuck inside a tesseract of my impending dues
Try and try for bye and bi two ways to get refused
Now I'm feeling like fool
And there's nothing left to do
Cuz I can't even sleep
And I can't fuck or eat
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8. |
Not A Guy
02:07
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I am not a guy
Who wants to spend his nights
A shell of who he was
To live on just because
Not a guy who goes through his mind
And nit pick what he doesn't like
Work and school to end up a fool
And rethink his whole life
Drive in car or stare at screen
For him there's no in between
Fair weather friends and lack luster trends
His past is just a dream
Self isolation, doubt propagation
Total resignation
Of his happiness only to digress
Into strangulation
Can only deny won't bother to try
His days all end in a sigh
Alone and confused mentally abused
No I won't be that guy
I am not a guy
Who wants to spend his nights
A shell of who he was
To live on just because
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Denim Skull Los Angeles, California
The future of rock n roll's past.
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