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Private Army
01:52
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I’m coming to get you
I’ll try and arrest you
I got a stun gun and zip bands
A plastic badge and a handy cam
A private eye, a regular man
Unlocks doors with a thumb scan
I’m a private in a private army
Private army
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Little King
01:40
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Bring back
Bring back tomorrow
Bring back
Bring back the sorrow
Get on your knees and bow to me
Get on your knees and pray to me
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Boston Eulogy
01:53
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No stopping New Boston
Eclipsing Old Boston
Generic exhausted
We’ve Lost it
Old Boston
Exhume us
Remove us
Pretend to
Respect us
The deafness insults us
The tech just infects us
Buy it up
And knock it down
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Timelines
02:24
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Don’t move
Don’t choose
Fence walk
Don’t talk
Passive strife and lazy action movements
Button clicks
Copied radical statements
Attacks
Whats real
How do you really feel
I’m not sure i wanna know
I don’t fucking wanna know
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Ophiuchus
02:02
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Ophiuchus, so useless
Threw him out cause he abused us
Big snakes he’s so useless
Cut him up cause he just used us
Ophiuchus, so useless
Who the hell is Ophiuchus
Big snakes he’s so useless
Who the hell is Ophiuchus
Bending its neck the serpent looks back
and he returns forever
He will ruin your house
He will return
And we will burn forever
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Billy the Terrorist
01:32
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Billy’s just lonely boy
Billy’s just a quite boy
Billy’s just an ugly boy
Billy’s just a white boy
Walk right in and purchase a backbone
Buy a chance at being a big man
No ID and your wishes come true
He’ll buy a gun and he’ll point it at you
They’ll say that he’s just a big mess
Misunderstood, lonely he’ll confess:
He didn’t get all that he wanted
He didn’t get all that he was promised
Billy’s just a mental mess
Billy’s just in distress
Billy’s gun is just a test
Billy’s a fucking terrorist
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Everyone's Exhausted
02:02
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Didn’t I just fall asleep
When do i get to dream
Watching the clock turn slowly
But somehow Im still late
Cause I could just walk away
Cause nobody owns my mind
But here my body stays
Because I need the pay
The days do not match the time
Watching the clock turn slowly
When do I get to sleep?
When do I get to dream?
Is it day or is it night
Or is it 9-5 until I'm 95?
Punch In, Punch Out
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Insurance
01:27
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Cut your teeth on a metal blade
Sew your wounds with a paperclip
Take a taxi or your own car
Now you’re homeless at the ER
Because you broke your own hand
Because you got hit by a bus
Now you're in debt because of us
Farming disease and poisoned veins
Because the fruit is people’s pain
Nothing makes money like a dying child
Nothing makes money like a mothers pain
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