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Decisions
04:34
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Fuck that bullshit Fuck that bullshit
I didn’t do a fucking thing!
Shut the hell up!
I’m your fucking wife!
You’re a fucking child molester!
I’m fucking pregnant you fucking child molester!
Don’t hit him Don’t hit him
Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill
Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill Chill
Chill Chill Chill Chill Hey
You thought you knew me but it’s not true
You don’t know half the things that I do
You offer me pieces but inside there’s creases
I’ll sew my mind into a wall
There’s no time or season
No rhyme or no reason
So why bother staying here at all?
I make decisions
I break decisions
I make decisions
I break decisions
Ah fuck! Go grab that
Fuck get off of me! Get off me!
Get her off of me! Get off of me!
Please help me! Get her the fuck off of me! Get her off of me!
Get her the fuck off of me! Get off of me! Get off of me!
Get off of me! Get off of me! Get off of me! Fuck you!
You thought you saw me You looked right through
You don’t see half the things that I do
You offer me pieces but inside there’s creases
I’ll sew my mind into a wall
There’s no time or season
No rhyme or no reason
So why bother staying here at all?
I make decisions
I break decisions
I make incisions
I break decisions
You’re going to jail!
Jesus Christ! Mad cops! Oh hey!
She’s crazy - god damn!
I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy!
I want my daddy! I want my daddy!
She’s bipolar as fuck!
You don’t think I know you - I think I do
You’re the one person I see straight through
She’s bipolar as fuck
You offer me pieces but inside there’s creases
I’ll sew my mind into a wall
There’s no time or season
No rhyme or no reason
So why bother staying here at all?
She’s bipolar as fuck
You make decisions
You break decisions
You fake decisions
You make incisions
I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy! I want my daddy!
I want my daddy! I want my daddy!
She’s bipolar as fuck
She’s bipolar as fuck
She’s bipolar as fuck
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Saturation
05:58
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What’s gotten into me? It seems as though my mind can bleed
It’s seems my mind can bleed Someday I don’t believe
Stars in my head above these thoughts don’t seem to fit like gloves
They never fit like gloves So I’ll just walk alone
Alone in bed my thoughts start to reel
And now it’s really real I think it’s really real
Looking to the skies I don’t have to think of reasons why
I’ll think of reasons why I’ll think of reasons why
What’s it for if not to find you?
You’re wound so tight I want to bind you
I want to string you up and climb you
What’s it for if not to find you?
What’s gotten into you? Your insides looking black and blue
They’re looking black and blue Your thoughts are tried and true
Prayed to a force above the results were just not enough
And now you watch the screen And now we watch the screen
Alone at night my mind starts to reel
I never think it’s real Now is this really real?
Look into your eyes Don’t have to think of reasons why
I’ll make up reasons why I’ll make up reasons why
I walk the streets alone Looking for what I don’t know
It’s something in my gut I can’t put my finger on it
I’m tired of being poor I want to even the score
I walk into a store and buy myself a weapon of war
What’s it for? What’s it for? What’s it for?
What’s gotten into us? We try to scrub it off like rust
We scrub it off like rust It eats away at us
We walk it off but the distance is never enough
The walking’s not enough The walking’s not enough
Alone at night the haunts start to reel
And now it’s really real I think it’s really real
Look into your eyes Don’t have to make up reasons why
I’ll make up reasons why I’ll make up reasons why
I learned to swim by throwing myself into the sea…
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3. |
Amusement
04:45
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Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh
I have a mirror But it seems useless
It doesn’t see what’s on the inside…
It doesn’t see what’s on the inside
There’s a train that’s in front of you
It approaches you don’t know what to do
A happy couple sits next to you
Raise your glass to obscure the view
That’s your adventure
It’s a feeling you’re used to
That’s your amusement
It’s a pain you’ve grown used to
Indoors you never noticed
I saw the sunlight It started to make me sick
Forever ever you asked me
I told you around midnight you could never see
That’s your adventure
It’s a feeling you’re used to
That’s your amusement
It’s a pain you’ve grown used to
Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh
Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh
I have a mirror but it seems useless
it doesn’t see what’s on the inside…
it doesn’t see what’s on the inside
There’s a train that’s in front of you
It approaches you don’t know what to do
A happy couple sits next to you
Raise your glass to obscure the view
That’s your adventure
It’s a feeling you’re used to
That’s your amusement
It’s a pain you’ve grown used to
That’s your adventure
It’s a feeling you’re used to
That’s your amusement
It’s a pain you’ve grown used to
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Foot Fetish
05:18
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We’re using the full power of the federal government to defeat the virus and that’s what we’ve been doing. Last week we secured an initial $8.3 billion from Congress for the coronavirus and that was quickly done and very efficiently done. I want to thank all members of Congress. Yesterday I declared a national emergency, which was a very big deal because it opened up avenues that we would never be able to open up without it and it will make more than $50 billion available to us immediately and disaster relief funds
Mr. President: Are you still planning to get tested sir?
There are many people right now that are rushing to Costco
They’re rushing to grocery stores and filling up their baskets
Is that the way to lead?
Mr. President: Are you still planning to get tested sir?
Yes exactly
There are so many people right now that are rushing to Costco
They’re rushing to grocery stores all over the country
They’re filling up their baskets
Is that the right move?
This thing that you see
It’s not the real me
It’s not even close
To a facsimile
Hand in hand
You spread holocaust
She’s got tired feet thirteen miles long
He seeks relief in his favorite songs
They can walk together or they can kill alone
You are what you do
When things come unglued
You are what you do
When everything falls on you
It’s a sticky situation
And no one knows who’s home
They both know a creep He’s a reptile born again
Sometimes he’s too high You wish the drugs would do him in
But he won’t ruin their day they’ll send him away
You’re not what you spill
When you’re sliding downhill
You are where you creep
When you could be home asleep
So that’s something that we should talk about. I was honored to see that the stock market, you were mostly there with us, set a record in a short period of time, over a 45 minute period that we had the press conference yesterday in the Rose Garden. That was a record, all time record. I think we should do one of them every day perhaps. How about five times a day? We’ll do one five times a day. But that was something to watch and I had no idea. We walked back. I said, “So how did that work out?” They said, “Sir, you just set a new record in the history of the stock market.” So that was pretty good.
Is your temperature normal Mr. President?
Was your temperature normal Mr. President?
Perfectly normal
Was your temperature normal Mr. President?
Perfectly normal
heh heh heh heh heh heh
heh heh heh heh heh heh
heh heh heh heh heh heh
heh heh heh heh heh heh
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5. |
Family
03:55
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911 What’s the address of the emergency?
Yes ma’am I just shot my daughter and shot all my grandkids
And I’ll be sitting on my step And when you get here I’m gonna shoot myself
So every one of ‘em are dead Every one of ‘em are dead Yup Yup
Descends the stairs and waves her hand
She reaches the landing, she grows weary
Her face is wasting and so drawn
They’re playing games out on the lawn
Love your family
So what kind of gun do you have?
Love your family
It doesn’t matter what kind of gun I got - they’re all dead
Love your family
And then when you get here I’ll shoot myself
Love your family
And then you figure out what kind of gun it is
Abandoned tears in a luncheonette
You’re thinking that your father knows best
You see the twilight through the haze
Figure out what kind of gun it is
She’s reaching out for better days
Love your family
You figure out what kind of gun it is
Love your family
You figure out what kind of gun
Love your family
Love your family
I don’t want to hear it ma’am
I’m done with every fucking thing
Bring the mother fuckers out here that’s all
Because all the kids are dead in the house
Bring the mother fuckers out here
All the kids are dead in the house
I don’t want to hear it ma’am
I’m done with every fucking thing
How many people?
Six kids, one adult
Six kids and one adult ?
Yeah And one of ‘ems a baby
One of ‘ems a baby
Descends the stairs and waves her hand
She reaches the landing she grows teary
Her face is wasting and so drawn
They’re playing games out on the lawn
Love your family
All the kids are dead in the house
Love your family
All the kids are dead
Love your family
All the kids are dead in the house
Love your family
All the kids are dead
Love your family
All the kids are dead
Love your family
Kids are dead
Love your family
All the kids are dead
Love your family
One of ‘ems a baby
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Drug Store
04:36
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Well worn is the soap you hold
Those paths are now overgrown
We tried not to let those things grow
We try not to let those things go
We used to talk about everything and not hold back
We used to talk about everything and not hold back
But now when we talk It’s only okay
It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered
Now when we talk It’s only okay
It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered
Well worn are the hands we hold
We act as if time’s too slow
Love can be a choir wind
The fall is what silences it all in
In the dark I fester In the light I’m destroyed
In the dark I fester In the light I’m destroyed
Now when we talk It’s only okay
It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered
Now when we talk It’s only okay
It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered
Take heed on the path you tread
So lonesome and you’re not alone
The silhouette falls just like ashes
Forgetting what you’ve already known
If I go forward Follow me
If I hesitate Push me
If I go forward Follow me
If I hesitate Push me!
Now when we talk It’s only okay
It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered
Now when we talk It’s only okay
It’s nothing like I thought I had remembered
Nothing like I thought I had remembered
I remember I remember I remember I remember
I remember I remember I remember I remember
Like a tattoo you got under my skin
Like a tattoo you got under my skin
Like a tattoo you got under my skin
Like a tattoo you got under my skin
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7. |
Out Doors
04:27
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Infatuation for this place
Insulate myself from space to space
A voice comes through from the past
What I hate now will it collapse
As I walk the forest edge
There’s a voice that screams again
You’re cold now will you wear my coat
Outside it shines we’ve learned by rote
I can see the car crash peel your body from all forms
(I forgot to look both ways)
The thought fades away You give yourself cigarette burns
(You can’t talk to me that way)
Shelter amongst strangers Does anyone ever learn?
(I’m gonna make you pay)
I tried to pull the blade out, but that knife still turns
(This is not my day)
To hear What I forgot
Diseased By what I sought
Evacuation from this place
Insulate myself from space to space
A voice comes through from the past
What I hate now Will it collapse?
As I walk the forest edge
There’s a voice that screams again
You’re cold now will you wear my coat
Outside it shines we’ve learned by rote
I design the car crash peel your body from all forms
(I never looked both ways)
The thought fades away You give yourself cigarette burns
(Don’t look at me that way)
Shelter amongst strangers Does anyone ever learn?
(You can’t talk to me that way)
I tried to pull the knife out but that blade still turns
(I don’t like you anyway)
To hear What I forgot
Diseased By what I sought
(Don’t look at me that way)
(You can’t talk to me that way)
(This is not my day…)
Aaaaaaah aaaaaah aaaaaah
Aaaaaaah aaaaaah aaaaaah
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Moisture
04:27
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This is a Bronx bound 5 express train. The next stop is Grand Central, 42nd Street.
You really a man? How much of a man are you? You supposed to be here for me. Why you put me in this position if you’re not gonna be here?
Oh! Ooohhhh! Ooohhhh! Oh huh huh!
You could take a plane To a place that bids you amity
We’re playing games Who’s the escort and who’s the one to take the blame?
You always seek Faceless trysts on lofty balconies
Always ends the same You’re seeking sanity where you once found relief
I told myself that everything was fine
I ripped I ran I crossed the line
(Every time you touch it and it lacks guts it’s moisture)
That’s what gets me clicked and starry
(Sometimes it sticks to you and it ain’t because of glue it’s moisture)
That’s what gets me clicked and starry Oh!
(You’re seeking amusement Now you can’t pay the rent Moisture)
You had some game with your anorexic sex drive
You like to tame all the weary tarts in the neighborhood
You want to try every flavor and everything you see
That well runs dry You’re seeking sanity where you once found relief
I told myself that everything was fine
I ripped I ran I crossed the line
(Every time you touch it It lacks guts it’s moisture)
That’s what gets me clicked and starry
(Sometimes it sticks to you It ain’t because of glue Moisture)
That’s what gets me clicked and starry oh!
(You’re seeking amusement Now you can’t pay the rent Moisture)
Sweat through the box springs
Sweat all the little things
Sweat through the box springs
Sweat all the little things
Sweat through the box springs
Sweat all the little things
Sweat through the box springs
Sweat all the little things
What kind of man are you? You’re supposed to be here for me. Why you put me in this position if you’re not gonna be here?
Sweat through the box springs
Sweat all the little things
Sweat through the box springs
Sweat all the little things
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9. |
Take It
03:34
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Whaaaaah!
Take it
You can take it
Take it
Just take it
I’d rather not have anything
Than scrape and claw for everything
I’d rather not have anything
Than scrape and claw for everything
There is no need to live for greed
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
None of this means a thing to me
None of this means anything
I’d rather not have anything
Than scrape and claw for everything
You can take it
Just take it
Take it
I can’t take it
You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it
You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it
It’s just another thing that you take for granted
It’s just another thing for you to take for granted
You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it
If you had it on a silver platter you wouldn’t know
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
It doesn’t mean a thing to me
You can take it - whoah
You wouldn’t know what you wanted if you had it
If you had it on a silver platter you wouldn’t know
I’d rather not have anything
Than scrape and claw for everything
You can take it - whoah
Just take it
Just….
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POST MORTEM out now!
The rumors of the death of ISOLATION SOCIETY have now been confirmed. The trio had been writing
material since the release of their last album DEAD CAT BOUNCE in 2020. Finishing the album took longer than planned, as the band members had been busy with other projects, which we are now all moving on to.
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