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we reap the harvest
we stole it from the garden
now in this place of snakes
i know everything
we reap the harvest
(what if I say)
we stole it from the garden
(i don't think we have)
now in this place of snakes
(a choice)
i know everything
(are we born evil?)
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i don't know
how much longer
i can keep
this up
i do not trust myself
why would i trust myself
i know the end results
i've seen it all before
so sick and tired
of being dopesick and tired
puking up my soul (cop)
shoot cop shoot cop
holes in my wall
holes in my drywall
and needles are
all over the floor
i don't know how my life turned out like this
i have black
in my blood
in my soul
all is black
i am dopesick and tired (so sick and tired of being dopesick and tired)
i don't know how my life turned out like this
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i'm heading east of here
got black in my blood
linda's got an abscess
we live in the dirt
but hey at least i pray
mammon i will get paid
this is my ministry and
i'm the minister of chlorine
this life is not glamorous
but you already knew that
desensitized to the violence
like true americans
so sick and tired of
being dopesick and tired
puking my soul out
you think you know now
i sold some shards to your brother
i sold black tar to your neighbor
gonna get it from somewhere
they may as well get it from me
your family,
tear apart your family
tear apart your family
oh how glamorous, does this make me a man yet?
can you justify the blood to yourself?
can you justify the death to yourself?
can you justify because it sells?
can you justify because it sells?
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Black Sheep
03:16
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my world is black
can you stop this
guess i will accept
the role i'm meant to play
i feel the fire rising
i'm always comprising
my family tells me that i'm
a criminal and i'm starting to believe it's true
will it ever end
the madness in my head
desperate times
call for desperate measures
black sheep
black sheep
black sheep
black sheep
do you even know
this is my role
the darkest regions
of my soul
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What Is a Man?
02:40
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what is a man
he puts himself upon the gears of the machine
it grinds him up, it spits him out
the smoke stacks make the world unclean
what is a man
he works all day and night and has no plan
and makes rich another man
and he's losing his time, and then he will die
what is a man
but a miserable pile of secrets
what is a man
if he has so much time but he can't keep it
i want out (3x)
i want out of the rat race
i want out (3x)
i want out of the human race
i just want to live my life
i don't want to give all my time
i just want to live my life
what is a man who's got no time
you cant reach me
you cant save me
i'm going my own way
i'm going my own way
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Hereditary
03:29
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gotta be honest i kinda resent this
the way you look down upon me
we are the branches of the same tree
the family was never the same
'specially after that fateful day
but it's not my fault so don't take it out on me
the family
curse
they put you down and browbeat you
they use their age as an excuse
brothers and sisters join in on the abuse
seems like i'm the odd one out
too much pride too much doubt
feel like a stranger in my own house
the family
curse
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7. |
Survival Mode
03:16
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i'm homeless
i got nothin'
and right now
i'm in survival mode
(2x)
so forgive me lord
this is all i know
and i've never been
in this situation before
i'm just trying
to make it through
the day and night
the night and day
wondering
oh where will i
sleep tonight so i must
find a way
find a way
i'm in survival mode (4x)
i gotta do somethin'
for the both of us
i'm not alone
in this mess i made
i gotta be strong
for the both of us
in this mess
that i dragged you into
so forgive me child
for this is all i know
and we've never been
so low before
i'm just trying
to make it through
the day and night
the night and day
wondering
oh where will i
sleep tonight so i must
find a way
find a way
i'm in survival mode
we're homeless
we got nothin'
and right now
we're in survival mode
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Commodity
03:44
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i know their faces
i know them well
it has been programmed
into the shell
i know the prices
applied mathematics
this is my ministry
this is my business
the daemon is always running
in my background process
i gotta make this money
but can i clear my conscience
wish i could delete everything
compartmentalizing
how can i be called a man of god? man of god?
hardcore drugs
as a commodity, when
collapse comes
they will run to me
i know their names
clear as a bell
i pray to god
they get saved from hell
administer
the medicine
laying hands
and healing the sick
the daemon is always running
in my background process
i gotta make this money
but can i clear my conscience
wish i could delete everything
compartmentalizing
how can i be called a man of god? man of god?
hardcore drugs
as a commodity, when
collapse comes
they will run to me
the daemon is always running
the daemon is always running
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i am right here (posted up on the corner)
i see their eyes (and you know they wanna)
i got the merchandise (and i know that you gotta)
come here tonight (into my world)
you good? do you need
something
i see in you
i feel it in my bones
it's supernatural
COME ON HAVE A HIT ON ME
SAMPLE THIS ONE IT'S FOR FREE
WHILE YOU GET YOUR DOPAMINE
AND I GET MY MONEY
i'm still right here (i'm going nowhere)
i've got my eye (i can see the future)
oh i can see (things no one else can)
like you and me (we're both afflicted)
you good? do you need
something
i see in you
i feel it in my bones
it's supernatural
COME ON HAVE A HIT ON ME
SAMPLE THIS ONE IT'S FOR FREE
WHILE YOU GET YOUR DOPAMINE
AND I GET MY MONEY
i feel like a star
i feel like a star
i feel like a star
i feel like a star
i am a big rockstar
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12. |
Homies and Backstabbers
02:00
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i appreciate you letting me crash
on your couch here's some extra cash
you're a real one, i am undone
you're a real one, yes i am on one
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13. |
Traphouse Blues
03:14
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i took the r.t.d. out of 16th street
went past the yuppies
down to a little dilapidated part of town
and found me a little house
there was electricity
but it was boarded up, so
i kicked it in, that's right
i kicked the back door in
needed a place for the night
where else can i go when
i'm just a no-good junkie
who can barely trust his own friends
needles on the floor from
the previous occupant
least they left a mattress
what? no frame? not very opulent
hey i'll take what i can get
beggars can't be choosers
just tryna hide my face from the wind
ashamed and feeling like a loser
after some weeks, then they come in
say what you doin, i'm only sleepin'
kicking me out, into the cold
for the 100th time this is getting old
it's starting to really get old
(i got them traphouse blues)
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Dopesick Reprise
01:54
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in the throes of addiction
my soul finds lack
a constant hunger ringing
my whole world is black
'cause my body cannot stand the thought
of being without it
so i cop, shoot, cop, and cop, shoot, cop
until i'm sick to my stomach
oh lord it feels just like i'm dying
my brain's on fire
and i can not stop this demon
so tonight i pray somethin' dire
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grace is not a license to sin
we all serve somebody or something
some men of god say they know him
but work for the church of satan
it reared its ugly head and
said "do ya blame me for everything?"
i have to take the responsibility
in the end we make our own choices
what is the cost of entropy
to the demon's processing?
thermal fluctuations
disrupt the demonic machine
everything has a cost, everything's under law
everything is bound by it
i have done so much wrong in the name of god
i'm finally owning up to this
this is not sin consciousness
i don't want to be evil and i don't wanna be tormented
if i work on my character i hope i can do better
but first i have to get rid of this baggage
don't blame the devil for what you've done
don't play the holy man when you're not one
we possess autonomy
you either do or ya don't, it's binary
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my family won't speak to me
i really wrecked my life
i got no place here
so why even try
you can bleed that rock dry
but it still won't come to you
if it's not in line with
what's meant to be true
when you decree your own law
no man is above the law
when you decree your own law
don't go my way
this is not the life you want
careful what you decree
like my dead ministry
don't go my way
this is not the life you want
i lived by my own law
i did these sins in the name of God
i sympathize with customers
they got hooked on oxycontin
got the rug pulled from under them
purdue said it wasn't addictive
just a good hardworking man
forced to become a junkie like me
now he's switched to heroin
'cause they didn't ween him off the oxy
this is still my excuse
this is still just an excuse
this is still my excuse
i really convinced myself
that i was doing the right thing
i really convinced myself
that i was healing the sick
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we reap the harvest
we stole it from the garden
now in this place of snakes
i know everything
spend all my days and nights
looking over my shoulder
sleeping with one eye, when
will this all be over?
what if I say I don't think I have a choice
you stand there, tell me, there's always a choice
reptiles say we will die
for it is the law of nature
as I fall upon the earth
i know i am naked
it didn't used to be like this
it never used to be this way
but I know I crossed the line
am I a criminal who should pay
because sometimes
it sure feels that way
yeah sometimes it feels like i'm nothing
spend all my days and nights
looking over my shoulder
sleeping with one eye, when
will this all be over?
what if I say I don't think I have a choice
you stand there, tell me, there's always a choice
what if I say I don't think I have a choice
how true would it be
would I just be lying
i'm not a slave to my genes
i'm not a slave to the ways
of the men that came before me
i can always change
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18. |
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