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Bleach
02:36
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Living each day like it might be my last will probably get me killed
I'll do it one day
I'm not getting fucked up or having a party I'm sitting in my room with bleach cocktail
and I don't wanna talk to all the people
but I am the loner in the group that' me myself and
I'm not scared of car crashes break ups or getting a job no I'm scared of my mind
I stay up as late as I possibly can to keep me from the thoughts that are in my head and
I'm not scared of the dark I'm scared of myself
I'm not scared of the dark I'm scared of myself
I'm not scared of the dark I'm scared of myself
living each day like it might be my last is probably not a good idea
but I'm just so sick of not going ten minutes without a thought of suicide and
I just can't take the social pressure
but I am the loner in the group that's me myself and
I'm not scared of cancer from the aluminium in this beer can or my phone battery
I'm am a stain on the kitchen bench of better living
easily wiped out with not that much effort and a bit of water
washed down the basin until my creator comes and fucks up again
I'm not scared of the dark I'm scared of myself
I'm not scared of the dark I'm scared of myself
I'm not scared of the dark I'm scared of myself
I'm not scared of the dark I'm scared of myself
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Ode To
02:21
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We smiled and we laughed when we vandalised that car in twenty-thirteen
we bathed in Nobbys Beach with an old bar of soap
we slept on the floor it was perfect
And I'll never forget Glenn Innes or Gywns house such a warm fire place
it didn't dampen the mood when the party was stopped so we could watch The Wizzard of Oz
Hundreds of kilometres made shorter by our conversational motifs
annoying Blake Warry and Dane's looking worried because we lost Thomas
And I'll never forget the feeling
of strangers singing along
a nothing band from the Harbour
feels like nothing could go wrong
And never forget fucking forget
Gwyn and Jerry in Glenn Innes
Corey Joel in Muswellbrook
Mitch, Dom and Jake in Newcastle
and the 140 boys in Grafton
The Yak Rock in Byron was okay
but Lismore with Salami was fucking better
and the Coffs all ages scene was sick
but they hated us at Guttermouth
And I'll never forget the feeling
of strangers singing along
a nothing band from the Harbour
feels like nothing could go wrong
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When I turn on my tv
there's nothing I see
except for war and rape and child abuse
with a g rating
We sit absorb and we believe
that we need to see
to watch the news is our responsibility
our democratic right
But has anyone thought that just maybe
watching the news fucks our brain chemistry
who picks the stories that we see
like a die hard film with too many sequels
The world seems fucked and I will not watch it
burn to the ground through a coloured box
see the world how I wanna see
I'll watch The Simpsons every night cos
Life's short
and I wanna live it
I won't worry myself with the world cos I'm depressed as it is
When I turn and check the clock
it's nearly 3
in the afternoon I'd better go
and watch TV
I find out Leonard Nimoy's died
but no one cares cos
there's a blue dress on the internet
that's currently trending
It seems like every week
a celebrity dies and a nobody sings
go watch the news have no fun
live a miserable life
repeat the process
You're born
you dream
for frivolous things that you don't mean
I'm born
i dream
for real things like insanity cos
Life's taught
and you are a student
the class are all in uniform
aiming for the highest score
And I'm the kid up back of the room
headphones in and my head on the desk
I dream I feel I'm diagnosed
with A.D.D
creative syndrome
Take these pills you'll be one of us
just fall into line stop acting so fucked
just sit down and please shut-up
there's no industry for your brand of punk
the world seems fucked and I will not watch it
burn to the ground through a coloured box
see the world how I wanna see
I'll watch The Simpsons every night cos
Life's short
and I wanna live it
I won't myself with the world
cos I'm depressed as it is
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4. |
Bike Stacks & Goon Sacks
01:42
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As I lay in my train seat bed
a Bindle of bad memories and swag of regrets
I've seen all this country we played every state
we drove with no rego across the desert
Would I trade it all in for a higher IQ
fuck no just pass me the booze
Izak is tired and Jet is Frinchot
thirteen hundred Ks is a mighty stretch
the gig it is small but the room it fits twelve
three fifty Australian seems pretty good
Some guys grab my dick and he licks my neck
so I stole that fuckers goon
Would I trade it all in for a white picket fence
Fuck no that's just not livin'
Well I've been molested fucked over a little beaten up
overtired and angry and countless times drunk
a country isn't land it's the people with
the republic of punk is where I'm livin'
Would I trade it all for a higher IQ
fuck no just pass me the booze
fuck no just pass me the booze
fuck no just pass me the booze
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5. |
Mirtazapine
03:19
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Live in fear my whole life
of something that might never come
take some Mirtazapine
to change my personality
And I think I'm cracking up
I don't wanna live no more I just can't go on
and I think you're breaking up
the signal to the child helpline it isn't very strong
But I can't complain they say
we live in the lucky country
well what if my luck has run out
they say I should
enjoy cos folks have got it worse oh
knowing that doesn't cheer me up
And I'm running thin
stretched out like a motorway from Melbourne to Brisbane
I'm tired all the time
paranoid my friends they hate me if i had any at all
Well I'm cracking up
I'm cracking up
I don't wanna live no more I just can't go on
You're breaking up
You're breaking up
The signal to the child helpline it isn't very strong
But I should know better
I'm an adult
I should know what to do
should I handle
these things
so responsibly or truthful
Give into my feelings of self-hatred
but I can't complain
cos we live in the lucky country
I'm fine I'm fine I'm fine I'm fine
I'm fine I'm fine I'm fine
I'm fine I'm fine I'm fine
we live in the lucky country I'm fine
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1996
01:57
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Well I've been on the edge
since nineteen ninety-six
my friends say that I'm antisocial but I'm just sick of their shit
they reminisce on old days
they only make complaints
and if that's being normal what's it mean that I'm depressed
And when our leaders are products in a
global shopping mall
bought by tax evaders with a synergetic cause
it's illegal to protest against those who make the laws
men and women for the people
yeah right fucking sure
So I don't keep up with Kim
and I avoid small talk
we're at the deep end of the think tank
and you are fucking drowning
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Autistic Narcissistic
02:06
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Am I narcissistic or am I just autistic
A.D.D is what they told me
with sensory deprivation disorder
it's done wonders for my self -esteem
I caught depression from hearing the doctor say
your brain files things differently
you'll never be as smart as you dream
You won't go to the moon
so take these pills and try to get through life
I'm feeling that I hate myself but it could be a cover up
I beat myself down all the time to prevent an obese head
it could've been worse growing up I had a roof over my head
but i can only see things completely from my own perspective
Am I narcissistic or am I just autistic
A.D.D is what they told me
with sensory deprivation disorder
it's done wonders for my self -esteem
I caught depression from hearing the doctor say
your brain files things differently
you'll never be as smart as you dream
Am I narcissistic or am I just autistic
A.D.D is what they told me
with sensory deprivation disorder
it's done wonders for my self -esteem
I caught depression from hearing the doctor say
your brain files things differently
you'll never be as smart as you dream
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Faberge Egg
02:54
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Like a Faberge egg
protected with a layer of glad-wrap
fragile and beautiful
easily breakable
completely irreplaceable
in Christian faith an egg symbolises new life
but I don't think we want Jesus in our room at night
like a boogie man or the monster in your closet
like a boogie man or the monster in your closet
And I tried my very hardest
to save you from yourself
but you're just too fucking stubborn
and I was selfish with my time
And I can see that you're getting tired
of the grind to five and those sexist pigs at work
but you won't seek help
You're just too damn proud of your health
And I tried my very hardest
to save you from yourself
you're just too fucking stubborn
and I was selfish with my time
and I won't forget your face
it's nailed to my brain
like a tumour that's pulsating
it takes my dopamine away and
And I tried my very hardest
to save you from yourself
you're just too fucking stubborn
and I was selfish with my time
and I was selfish with my time
and I was selfish with my time
And I don't wanna die anymore
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Billy Puntton Sydney, Australia
I make sad angry folk punk music that's usually about anxiety, ADHD and depression.
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