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Intolerable Cacophony
01:32
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These lies are poison. My word is worthless. Do you think you can trust me? My reputation is full of contention. How the fuck can you trust me? My greatest treasure is your displeasure. Why won't you trust me? Here's a collection of toxic intention. I promise you can trust me.
This already sounds like garbage! Turn this fucking bullshit off! I think this is too offensive! Every song sounds the same! I can't understand the lyrics! How do people tolerate this? This is worse than Yoko Ono! Don't make me call the cops! Fuck you, you piece of shit!
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Peehole Friend
03:33
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Bite that peehole! Munchy misanthropy! Suck that squirthole! Tasty torment! Bite that peehole! Fluid excretes! That's what you get for not fucking yourself! Bite that peehole! Make sure it bleeds a lot! Sink your teeth in! A bandaid for you! Bite that peehole! Like corn on the cob, you got little chunks of hole stuck between your teeth!
Bite it cause your life is just a worthless mistake. Bite it just to muffle your cries for help. Bite it when you think of all that went to waste trying to raise your kid but then she hanged herself. Bite cause it hurts every time you piss. Bite it cause all you ever do is pout. Bite it cause the headaches just keep getting worse, you tried to see a doctor but he spit in your mouth.
I condone violence, I condone abuse. Just to be resentful is a good enough excuse. I advise cruelty, I condone assault. Think of how your failures are all someone else's fault. Someone else's suffering is sure to solve your grief. Someone else's torment is the key to your relief. I condone biting, chewing with your teeth. Biting someone's hole instead of getting therapy.
Bite that peehole! As hard as you can! Clench that chomper! Big bloody spurts! Bite that peehole! Suckle the slime! Slurp up the flavor of how bad it hurts! Bite that peehole! Taste it a bunch! Chomp that slophole! Chewing ensues! Bite that peehole! Give it a name! Name is something pathetic like your parents named you!
Bite it cause your landlord changed the locks on your doors. Bite it cause you had to sleep outside in the rain. Bite it cause you can't bite anything else, you tried to eat something sharp and now you're in pain. Bite it cause your puppy got hit with a truck. Bite is cause you saw your Mommy dead in a hearse. Bite it cause that cutie thinks you like little boys, and when you try to explain it just makes you look worse.
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Think about her Dad when you see her tits. Talk about her Mom when she's covered in goo. Look at family photos when you're biting her clit, and when you're ripping her shirt, and spit your gum in her hair. Think about her Dad when you hold her down. Talk about her Mom when you give her a slap. Look at family photos for evidence that she's cheating on you, she's a goddamn whore.
Your little angel is a filthy slut. Your perfect child shoots up every day. Your sweet sweet baby gets fucked in the ass until it bleeds a lot, until she's crying again, the crying never stops, and you made her this way.
Think about her Dad when you steal from her purse. Talk about her Mom when you eat her cat. Try not to laugh when you give her a shove from the top of the stairs, and she breaks her ribs. Search for her Dad in a crowded room. Look him in the eyes as you quickly approach. There's no need for words when you grab his hips and pull him in for a kiss and it's heavenly and you wish it would last and you shed a tear.
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Gotta Pick One To Slurp
01:26
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Cat cum/Puppy pussy: Which one will you slurp? Gotta pick one to slurp.
Lick your lips you little piece of shit. Stick out your tongue you pile of fuck. Shut your eyes and shut the fuck up. Make up your mind and slurp one up. After this I'm gonna call the cops. They're gonna find out what a freak you are. Everyone will know you're a deviant when you picked one to slurp and your dick got hard. Num num num.
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I Had An Outburst
02:51
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Behold: this box of mystery. Sealed away for centuries. A lock, without a key. Inside, what could it be? I can't seem to get this goddamn box open, this piece of shit, this worthless pile of garbage, I tried everything, I even got upset and still failed. I spit in it's face, but there's no face. I failed once more. Tired to draw one on but then I made a mistake and it's permanent. I tried throwing it, now my shoulder hurts. I need a drink and maybe five bucks. I still can't remember what's inside but I want it. I'm sure someone can help tomorrow but I want it now! Twice already someone told me not to get upset. They can fucking suck it cause I want it! I want it! I want it! I tried to find a hammer but I think I might have lost it. I might have used it earlier to put my dog down. Probably had a drink or two and don't remember shit. Just infected bite marks and a sad, sad frown. Finally it's open I just had to flip the latch. I didn't notice earlier cause you can fuck yourself! Oh, it's just a note that simply says: "This box is empty, except for the contents"
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Fat Fecal Farce
01:27
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Ah! I really gotta take a shit! Get the fuck out of my way! This is an emergency! Move before it's too late! Too late! I can feel my tummy turning, plus my little butthole burning. Get my tushy to a bathroom, think it might be coming out soon. I lost control of my asshole, now is no time to be bashful. Looks like I did not avoid it, didn't make it to a toilet. I just shit my little panties, help me wipe my dirty fanny. Aching anal dry and sandy, this time it hurts really badly. I just need someone to help me, I've been told this isn't healthy. Big infection: my urethra, from my massive diarrhea. Please help clean me up. Too useless to do it myself. This might work in my favor. Maybe someone will touch me. How could I have let this happen? Little panties aren't for crappin'. I've become a fecal failure, owing to my bad behavior. No longer can I deny it, must be something in my diet. I need a proctologist to help me with my anal issue. I just shit myself.
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Please Don't
01:52
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All I want is to roll in the mud. Don't cum on me. I want to squeal and not make a big deal. Don't cum on me. Pet my belly and feed me a corn. Don't cum on me. I'm a baby piggy this is how I feel. Don't cum on me. Baby piggy.
Sweet sweet corn, yeah, tastes so good. Munchin' like a little baby piggy should. Gobble it up as much as I could. I hope I survive into adulthood. Why are you looking at me like that? Why are you trying to get me so fat? Don't you want to give my head a pat? What are you gonna do with that bat?
Late at night you broke into my pen. Stop cumming on me. You beat me senseless again and again. Stop cumming on me. What have I done to offend? Stop cumming on me. All this time I thought you were my friend. You came on me.
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Sobriety Is A Prison
02:05
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If I see a cat: drink. If the sky is black: drink. If I want a drink: drink. If I've had a drink: drink. Think about her tits: drink. Don't know where I am: drink. Voices never stop: drink. Wanna fucking die: drink. If I hate my Dad: drink. If I'm always sad: drink. If my liver's bad: drink. Even just a tad: drink. Diapy full of piss: drink. Nothing in the bank: drink. Sleeping in the ditch: drink. Never had a bath: Chug! Medicine/ poison: what difference does it make?
Take this bottle if I fall down, pour this liquor inside my mouth. Force this poison down my throat. Make damn sure that I'm black out wasted. If I'm standing then I still feel. I can't tolerate what's real. Past my limit is not enough. I don't care if I don't wake up.
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Aching Slophole
02:13
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I'm so goddamn hungry, I need food in my tummy, my life is so pathetic, I'll eat it if I can get it, what you would call garbage, I'll scrape scraps and salvage, I'll eat your placenta, or the brown on your banana, beggars can't be choosers, when you're such a loser, I'll eat toilet paper, wipe for extra flavor, clog from the shower drain, won't hear me complain, spoonful of donkey eggs, boiled pair of fish legs. To satisfy my tummy with a tasty treat, I'll slurp discharge off a toilet seat. To satisfy my tummy with a tasty treat, I'll suck the fungus cream off your feet. Glass of your sister's pee, handful of MSG, estrogen supplements, soon I'll be voluptuous, even though I don't wanna, I'll eat vegan lasagna, expired cat food, I'll eat it with gratitude, sub par steak sauce, if I'm really at a loss, cat cum or puppy pussy, either one, I'm not fussy, hairy ball of packing tape, tastes like chocolate cake, I don't care if it's disgusting, please just feed me something! Feed my desperate blistered hole!
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It's Pronounced Basil
00:15
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It's pronounced basil, you fucking twat
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Y'little Shit
02:50
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She's a single Mom who keeps rejecting me. Still I stalk her every day. I know what her problem is: Her toddler Son is in my way. She holds him with sincerity and feeds his stupid loser face. That affection could be mine, if only I were in his place. I'm smothered in despondance and I'm tired of rejection. I'm so lonely and touch starved, I deserve affection. What does he have that I don't have? I pissed my jammies too. He's my only obstacle. I know what I must do. Rightfully, no one but me deserves to be with her. If I take the child's life, I'll be his successor. Isn't this romantic, this murderous endeavor? Once he is disposed of, we can be together. Take his toys, crush his balls, make him pout. Gouge his eyes, pull his hair, rip it out. Tie his hands, hold him down, tape his mouth. Grab his throat, squeeze hard, choke him out. The rock you hide your key beneath, struck upon his temple. Crushed his fingers in the door, wasn't accidental. Your objections are irrational, and overly parental. This is what's best for us, don't be so judgemental. This is for you. Anything for you. Hurt your kid for you. Crush his skull for you.
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Take That
00:15
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Take that Mom and Dad!
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Eating cartilage, suckle a hemmorhage, chunks of sinew and tripe. Juicy mucilage, meaty appendage, chowing on your cat tonight. Chewy gristle and tasty viscera, tender flesh on this delicious one. Crack the ribs apart, feast upon the heart. I've consumed it's life.
It's sad death, it's shrill cries, it's cold flesh, it's still eyes, those ass worms, those brown growths, that eye goop, that slit throat. Something used to love it, something used to pet it, something used to feed it, now I'm gonna eat it. After I ingest it, someone's gonna miss it, no more will they kiss it, or clean up the cat shit, don't forget the cat shit, super tasty cat shit, cat shit.
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That's Not Fair
01:32
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I want someone to give me twenty bucks. I feel like I deserve twenty bucks. Im still waiting for my twenty bucks. That's really unfair. Swearing hurts my feelings. Please be nice. Say your please and thank yous if you want to be my friend. Tell me what you think of my new hat. I'm offended by your response. My dick is stuck in a clogged drain again. How come nobody wants to be my friend? I've been rated a three out of ten. Most of my shortcomings I can't defend. Swearing hurts my feelings. Please be nice. Say your please and thank yous and proceed to wash your hands. Coffee hurts my tummy. I want juice. Apple is good but I'd rather grape. Please be nice to me.
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Beer cans in the park, broken glass at the school, needles all strewn about, litter is really cool, water poisoning, choking wildlife, landfill overflow, garbage is really nice. Nothing is as cute as a strangling turtle, raccoons with their head stuck in a can, nothing is as special as a crying little girl, trash is an ornamental gift to the land. Plastic on the beach, oil spills in the seas, leaking batteries, looks beautiful to me, biohazard waste, nuclear fallout, poisoned animals, I'm in heaven now. Breaking open a CFL bulb, mercury contaminant everywhere, being an irresponsible adult, earth pollution is a gift we can share. I hope a deer chokes on my used plastic fork.
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Ruckle
00:39
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Look At It
01:08
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This is a picture of a dog with a tummy ache. This is a photo of a dog with a tummy ache. This is a depiction of a dog with a tummy ache. It's clear from the photo that the dog has a tummy ache. Look at the picture of the dog with a tummy ache. Isn't it pathetic with it's sad little tummy ache. Someone took a picture of a dog with a tummy ache. I took the photo of the dog with a tummy ache. This dog has worms, look at it's bum, outward they squirm, infestation. I saw it's balls.
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Secret Side Slut
02:32
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If your God should appear before you, gross old dude with a big beard and robes, lifts up his skirt to show a beautiful pussy, best you've ever seen, what do you do? Hottest twat you'll ever see in your life, soft and gooey, smells like glue, will you slurp up God's perfect pussy? Look at God and tell him what do you do? Slurp God's twat.
My secret mistress is a bag of dog food. I sneak out at midnight with a bag of dog food. My wife doesn't know about the bag of dog food. I stick my dick inside a bag of dog food.
If your God, came to Earth as a Christ, couldn't it do it any time it wants? It could come to Earth as any single human, gimp eyed Michael, hardware Steve. He could be a doctor who fingers his patients, perscribes medication that's overpriced. He could be a lesbian with anus problems: HYPER DYKE DIAPER CHRIST. Blame the dog.
I got rejected by a bag of dog food. It's all over with the bag of dog food. Where will I find another bag of dog food? How I miss my precious bag of dog food.
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I Had Another Outburst
01:01
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I was in a public place. There were children present. I've already been warned. It was rather unpleasant. I was shouting very much. Apparently that's illegal. It was disturbing to others there at the cathedral. They were doing a funreal. They were trying to do a funeral. Their funeral got ruined. I ruined their funeral. That kid got mauled by a dog.
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If your baby was in danger I would never help, even if I didn't even have to try. It's carriage could be rolling slowly into the streets but I would rather see your face when your baby dies. You could be begging for a piece of food, while I'm hoarding more than I can eat. I'd rather let it spoil right in front of you so I could mock your starvation as you die at my feet. Waste of life retard Christ fuck yourself suckle my piss diaper child fecal farce dead inside slobbering mess black out drunk beat my wife drink her tears ruin her life fear these hands filled with hate senseless crime choking your throat merciless avarice human impolite parasite human lives are lost holocaust human alcohol solves it all human. If I saw you getting framed for murder, I'd tell the cops I saw you kill that man. Your life is ruined for no reason at all, and the perpetrator might kill again. If I got a call that your Mom was dying and this was your last chance to say goodbye, I'd save this news until she died alone, and lauh out loud when I see you cry. If you just fell out of a wheelchair, colostomy all strewn about, you could be begging helplessly, I'd spit it in your face instead of helping you out. If you're still listening to this point, your music taste is as bad as it gets. This is a message meant only for you: FUCK YOURSELF YOU UGLY PIECE OF SHIT! Turn this off. Stop this now. It's the end. Album is done.
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