*has a metallica vibe*
Your mouth is a powerful weapon.
It can hurt and also heal.
Your lips are like a potion.
For it can poison and conceal.
Thou hands must not be used for violence.
Talk less and embrace the silence.
Don't run away from trouble.
Embrace it and let it double.
These are the words of a person who rebels.
Do not! Join their forces!
Do not! Be a fan!
Do not! Believe what they tell.
But don't run as fast as you can.
Be you and nobody else.
Learn from the best.
They laugh at you for being different.
Laugh back like they are the rest.
Thinking they have some talent.
So praised but yet so scared.
Abuse from their childhoods.
So numb and they do not care.
Do not! Fall for their words.
Do not! Tangle the cords.
Do not! Be nice to every woman.
They will love to rip your soul man.
Do not! Read any lies.
Do not! Bring up old ties.
And do not! Ever think that your words mean nothing.
These are the words of a person who is anti-social.
Hook: Everytime they speak the truth in a way that is not approved. Everyone is ready to attack, ban and abuse. Be the one that everyone hates, but only for the right reasons. Rebel against the censorship in a world full of hypocrites and treasons.
*one minute electric guitar solo*
*back to the hook*
This is why I'm anti-social. (x2)
Sunday, May 10, 2020
Wednesday, May 6, 2020
I Wonder What's Inside Your Butthole? (Nu-Metal/Heavy Metal edition)
SONG LYRICS ARE CREATED BY THE DAUGHTER OF https://twitter.com/SarahMackAttack. Stay safe during COVID-19
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*Make up a random instrumental for 14 seconds*
Question after question.
Some left me in detention.
All I just want is some comprehension.
Thoughts in my sleep.
Thinking so deep.
I must know the answer to be complete.
Question after question.
Please keep thou attention.
Education is all you need.
Looking it up as you all read.
Planting the knowledge like I plant the seed.
Writing my deed.
Picking out the weed.
This very question answers me.
*instrumental for 9 seconds*
Hook: What's inside your butthole? Look deep in my soul? Why are there so many things up there?
I wonder what's inside your butthole? As I see I feel something cold. Why did you put so many things up there?
Investigation which leads to total acceptance.
Researching this, just leads to competence.
Day and night. Night and day.
Somebody is doing something stupid today.
Night and day. Day and night.
I have questions that I am willing to hunt and fight.
*instrumental for 9 seconds*
*back to the hook*
Deeper. Creepier.
The more I think and learn about it, it is scarier. (repeat two lines in a low tone 4 times)
*back to the hook*
What's inside your butthole!? (x4)
May the doctor save me with God as he holds thee. I hope they figure it out soon.
Be safe in your homes and honor your domes as we will finally be joyful before June.
What's inside your butthole!? (x6)
I WONDER! WHAT'S INSIDE! YOUR BUTTHOLE? What is really inside.....your soul?
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*Make up a random instrumental for 14 seconds*
Question after question.
Some left me in detention.
All I just want is some comprehension.
Thoughts in my sleep.
Thinking so deep.
I must know the answer to be complete.
Question after question.
Please keep thou attention.
Education is all you need.
Looking it up as you all read.
Planting the knowledge like I plant the seed.
Writing my deed.
Picking out the weed.
This very question answers me.
*instrumental for 9 seconds*
Hook: What's inside your butthole? Look deep in my soul? Why are there so many things up there?
I wonder what's inside your butthole? As I see I feel something cold. Why did you put so many things up there?
Investigation which leads to total acceptance.
Researching this, just leads to competence.
Day and night. Night and day.
Somebody is doing something stupid today.
Night and day. Day and night.
I have questions that I am willing to hunt and fight.
*instrumental for 9 seconds*
*back to the hook*
Deeper. Creepier.
The more I think and learn about it, it is scarier. (repeat two lines in a low tone 4 times)
*back to the hook*
What's inside your butthole!? (x4)
May the doctor save me with God as he holds thee. I hope they figure it out soon.
Be safe in your homes and honor your domes as we will finally be joyful before June.
What's inside your butthole!? (x6)
I WONDER! WHAT'S INSIDE! YOUR BUTTHOLE? What is really inside.....your soul?
Friday, March 13, 2020
I DON'T blame them
Intro: For far too long we made a song. About fighting wars and making bongs! For far too long we tried our spice. Sinned only once and then thought about it twice. We. Just. Keep. On. Testing. Ourselves. Each night and day. As we look at the lights of the sun ray!
Clean up your mess I am sick of this.
Did you hear me you little twit!?
I am getting the belt and I am going to count to three.
And don't use your excuse of your PTSD!
I asked you once and I am really stressed.
Please leave my stuff alone and let me in my mess.
It is actually organized you crazy one.
This is why a Father shouldn't waste a time birthing a son.
Hook: We all complain about this new generation. But here we are making jokes about retardation. They want to help but you make them lazy. Beating them up until they go crazy. Always talking about what was it like back in the day. Instead of helping them in their own way. But we are the "lost" ones when y'all past was just as screwed up! Ready to beat a kid just because they broke your favorite cup!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
For acting out!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
When they cry and pout!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
When they don't listen.
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Because that is how it was then!
*instrumental*
You did this wrong and I hate your ways.
Go to your room and write how to do it correctly.
Beat you down with my words of hurt.
Show my accolades to strangers, to show I am not a corrupted sir.
Keep your secrets between us.
Tell a hurting world and we are bucked!
Nobody loves you and nobody cares.
Keep telling them that and watch they cause a scare!
*back to the hook*
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
For knocking down a rack.
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
They were probably exposed to crack.
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
For talking back!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
They feel under attack!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Look at their past abuse!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
They are not experiments dude!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
All they see is hate!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Because to us, they can't relate!
*back to the hook and then instrumental*
Hook 2: Parenting should be for the chosen ones! It is not for all or everyone! (x2)
We are all at a fault but let's be fake saints.
Pirate and steal because the rich did it so quaint.
Never ending war with nobody winning.
At the end of the day, we all got caught sinning.
Toss and turn as we pray to God.
Jealously of others because of our bod.
Thank goodness for mercy from him.
Or our own world will surely turn dark and grim!
*back to the hook and repeat it twice*
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Clean up your mess I am sick of this.
Did you hear me you little twit!?
I am getting the belt and I am going to count to three.
And don't use your excuse of your PTSD!
I asked you once and I am really stressed.
Please leave my stuff alone and let me in my mess.
It is actually organized you crazy one.
This is why a Father shouldn't waste a time birthing a son.
Hook: We all complain about this new generation. But here we are making jokes about retardation. They want to help but you make them lazy. Beating them up until they go crazy. Always talking about what was it like back in the day. Instead of helping them in their own way. But we are the "lost" ones when y'all past was just as screwed up! Ready to beat a kid just because they broke your favorite cup!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
For acting out!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
When they cry and pout!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
When they don't listen.
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Because that is how it was then!
*instrumental*
You did this wrong and I hate your ways.
Go to your room and write how to do it correctly.
Beat you down with my words of hurt.
Show my accolades to strangers, to show I am not a corrupted sir.
Keep your secrets between us.
Tell a hurting world and we are bucked!
Nobody loves you and nobody cares.
Keep telling them that and watch they cause a scare!
*back to the hook*
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
For knocking down a rack.
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
They were probably exposed to crack.
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
For talking back!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
They feel under attack!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Look at their past abuse!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
They are not experiments dude!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
All they see is hate!
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Because to us, they can't relate!
*back to the hook and then instrumental*
Hook 2: Parenting should be for the chosen ones! It is not for all or everyone! (x2)
We are all at a fault but let's be fake saints.
Pirate and steal because the rich did it so quaint.
Never ending war with nobody winning.
At the end of the day, we all got caught sinning.
Toss and turn as we pray to God.
Jealously of others because of our bod.
Thank goodness for mercy from him.
Or our own world will surely turn dark and grim!
*back to the hook and repeat it twice*
I DON'T BLAME THEM!
Thursday, March 12, 2020
Hear me Out! Part II
Pollution causes my illnesses from side as I open wide.
Feeling weaker each day but I can't publish my lullaby.
Losing weight and then gaining it again.
Waking up with mixed nightmares due to my unknown sin.
Being called out by a group just to get stuck in a coup, while the little many genders just go out to hoop!
I am going to eat some soup with that nice jello.
Stomach hurting so bad but I just want to be mellow.
Japanese and Chinese I thought always sound the same.
But ignorance is the key to destruction and it must be tame.
I just wish people finally understood the purpose of Jesus name.
It would also be nice if we stopped using his name in vain.
Or maybe stop crying just because we see a mixture of snow/rain.
Headache and heartache combined to make the worst stew.
I just thank the Lord that I was able to survive a bad flu.
Once again, nobody is understanding where I am coming from.
That is fine. At least I am not out here like a bum.
I just want to eat healthy and make some sum.
Hopefully they finally make something that tastes so great like a honey bun!
Feeling weaker each day but I can't publish my lullaby.
Losing weight and then gaining it again.
Waking up with mixed nightmares due to my unknown sin.
Being called out by a group just to get stuck in a coup, while the little many genders just go out to hoop!
I am going to eat some soup with that nice jello.
Stomach hurting so bad but I just want to be mellow.
Japanese and Chinese I thought always sound the same.
But ignorance is the key to destruction and it must be tame.
I just wish people finally understood the purpose of Jesus name.
It would also be nice if we stopped using his name in vain.
Or maybe stop crying just because we see a mixture of snow/rain.
Headache and heartache combined to make the worst stew.
I just thank the Lord that I was able to survive a bad flu.
Once again, nobody is understanding where I am coming from.
That is fine. At least I am not out here like a bum.
I just want to eat healthy and make some sum.
Hopefully they finally make something that tastes so great like a honey bun!
Dust Mop
Problems just to solve them.
Or do we just dissolve em?
Absolution. So many solutions.
Sweep to the side like our rights in our constitution.
Wet to let it dry or clean till it dies.
Make it to the top.
Push it away like a dust mop.
Save it for later and don't be a hater.
Matter over mind is what the greats say.
But why deal with all of that when I can push it to the side. Aye.
Dust mop. Dust mop. Found something dirty in a lolipop.
Nose hair or dog hair. You know kids don't care.
Dust mop. Dust mop. So much dirt till I drop.
Washing over and over until the cornov hits a stop!
Imagine just treating our life like a dust mop.
Pushing away everything till the ends until we pop.
Dust mop. Dust mop. The water just spreads around.
If I don't get to cleaning, then all I can do is frown.
Or do we just dissolve em?
Absolution. So many solutions.
Sweep to the side like our rights in our constitution.
Wet to let it dry or clean till it dies.
Make it to the top.
Push it away like a dust mop.
Save it for later and don't be a hater.
Matter over mind is what the greats say.
But why deal with all of that when I can push it to the side. Aye.
Dust mop. Dust mop. Found something dirty in a lolipop.
Nose hair or dog hair. You know kids don't care.
Dust mop. Dust mop. So much dirt till I drop.
Washing over and over until the cornov hits a stop!
Imagine just treating our life like a dust mop.
Pushing away everything till the ends until we pop.
Dust mop. Dust mop. The water just spreads around.
If I don't get to cleaning, then all I can do is frown.
Friday, March 6, 2020
S.T.M.S (Short Term Memory Sucks)
Hook: Who are you? Why are you the way you are? Look at you thinking that you are not secretly in a mental bar. Showing off your car. Trying to be a star. I deal with rude people like this because of S.T.M! Why you messaging me you are such a lame. Still believing in Jesus? You are insane. I deal with confused people like this on a daily basis. Well I guess I just blame my S.T.M!
(Lyrics coming soon)
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Who are you?
Why are you the way you are?
Look at you thinking that you are not secretly in a mental bar.
Showing off your car.
Trying to be a star.
I deal with rude people like this because of S.T.M!
Why you messaging me you are such a lame.
Still believing in Jesus?
You are insane.
I deal with confused people like this on a daily basis.
Well I guess I just blame my S.T.M!
Short Term Memory sucks!
I feel for those disabled ducks!
(Lyrics coming soon)
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Who are you?
Why are you the way you are?
Look at you thinking that you are not secretly in a mental bar.
Showing off your car.
Trying to be a star.
I deal with rude people like this because of S.T.M!
Why you messaging me you are such a lame.
Still believing in Jesus?
You are insane.
I deal with confused people like this on a daily basis.
Well I guess I just blame my S.T.M!
Short Term Memory sucks!
I feel for those disabled ducks!
Freedom
Hi. Bye and then we sing our lullaby.
Go into our cars, drive home into our little cells of being happy but nullified.
We look at the jail burgs and laugh at their face.
But we are the ones who could be just like them. Such a disgrace.
They say we are free, but we have to prove ourselves in order to justify.
One rule bent or broken and now we must testify.
Censorship is their GOD and their ruler of all.
Billions spent on mental issue treatments that are way too tall.
We want to buy something but always end up broke.
The rich don't care, until it is them and then they choke.
Rallies/speeches that easily get taken down by higher ups.
Rules that limit the choices we make to save these abused pups.
Dare to defy anything that the norm does.
Have a bunch of wasp soldiers coming abuzz.
Unknown souls ready to defend fools for a long time coming.
Spending habits get worse while the rest are subtracting and summing.
All of our moves are watched through targeted advertisements.
False hope. False faith. Manipulated excitements.
Credit card loans and bills are more than a few.
Buy something that we like, than feel remorse/consequences in two.
Constantly under a spell of hypocrisy like voodoo!
Cry to God like we don't know what to do.
With all of this oppression/racism that gets worse and is never solved in a bliss.
With all this freedom, what could we possibly miss?
Just like our life spans based off how we treat our human body.
It is limited like everything that we purchase and keep from everybody.
Go into our cars, drive home into our little cells of being happy but nullified.
We look at the jail burgs and laugh at their face.
But we are the ones who could be just like them. Such a disgrace.
They say we are free, but we have to prove ourselves in order to justify.
One rule bent or broken and now we must testify.
Censorship is their GOD and their ruler of all.
Billions spent on mental issue treatments that are way too tall.
We want to buy something but always end up broke.
The rich don't care, until it is them and then they choke.
Rallies/speeches that easily get taken down by higher ups.
Rules that limit the choices we make to save these abused pups.
Dare to defy anything that the norm does.
Have a bunch of wasp soldiers coming abuzz.
Unknown souls ready to defend fools for a long time coming.
Spending habits get worse while the rest are subtracting and summing.
All of our moves are watched through targeted advertisements.
False hope. False faith. Manipulated excitements.
Credit card loans and bills are more than a few.
Buy something that we like, than feel remorse/consequences in two.
Constantly under a spell of hypocrisy like voodoo!
Cry to God like we don't know what to do.
With all of this oppression/racism that gets worse and is never solved in a bliss.
With all this freedom, what could we possibly miss?
Just like our life spans based off how we treat our human body.
It is limited like everything that we purchase and keep from everybody.
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