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1. |
Broken Crown
02:35
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Jack
Black Jack
.22 in his back
Lone Wolf of the pack
Cut the stack
21 cap
Clap
A money trap
Laugh
Happy slap
There’s a good chap
Take a dance lap
Money trap
Monkey trap
Let him yap
Tap the tap
Snap the snap
Of necks
are you out or next
We’ll have you crowned
Jack now a king renowned
Just make no sound
21 and shots all around
22 and shots all around
Hear his feet hit the ground
Call the hound
Fuck a frill
Jill had spat out every pill
And got a thrill
Yeah, whatever, she will
Run of the mill
Run of the mill
Born in a landfill
Hell became downhill
A woman was made to kill
Jack ran afraid
The red in his head not from a blade
Not a suicide king maybe an old maid
He had been swayed
He was the game played
Everyone else just paid
Yet he was below the grade
This is how a king is made
Jack met Jill
Chasing a pain pill
Downhill
Her laugh was shrill
Saying how many lives until
You live like at will
You make me ill
Jack fell but Jill
Stood on the hill
Laughing still
I found your crown
On the ground
I think I’ll wear it, clown
Why don’t you stay down
Envy is not green
Envy is obscene
Envy is to kerosene
As you are to a guillotine
I don’t get what I get; I don’t wean
I dig like an amphetamine
You’re pretty like a slot machine
I am too full of dopamine
The red on my hands won’t wash clean
This is mine is what I mean
All hail the fucking queen
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2. |
Queen to be King
02:40
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A boy
A stupid boy king
Toying
Wears a crown like a clown
Talk of fuck face town
He doesn’t know he’s going down
He’s run of the mill
Pays every bill
Loves still
Follows every fire drill
Has not a single skill
Don’t want a thrill
Don’t want to look to kill
Oh they gave him the crown renowned
All the people of the town
Screech hurray
Were they
Thinking her way
When is her day
Run into the highway
Jack is a nervous child
He isn’t to talk about their Wild
He chuckled and smiled
Sweating through his cloak
Trying not to choke
On secrets from the royal folk
Many a shit eating bloke
They say it’s a joke
They laughed as they spoke
Close your eyes we have a surprise
Everyone dies
Ha! Such good times!
Jack won’t commit such crimes
He walks quietly down the palace
He is not callous
That night he doesn’t raise his chalice
A weak little boy with little joy born to annoy
Kings not gonna king
Not gonna do a damn thing
Somewhere there’s a queen
With the right bloodstream
Who dares to dream
She’s gonna bring
Reign supreme
Queens gonna king
Run of the mill run of the mill
He has big shoes to fill
And no will
A boy king wasn’t meant to kill
He steps over an anthill
But they gave him the throne
And he should’ve known
It was for his silence alone
A king is privilege prone
The thrown is not his own
He’s just a boy with an ice cream cone
They gave him a crown before he was grown
Oh Jill sees him up there
In the aristocrat square
She knows how she’d fare
She wouldn’t truth she’d dare
She prevail in every act of warfare
Townsfolk would see her and despair
The crown should be hers to wear
But a broken life is not fair
Boys with shaky knees
Get what they please
And that’s the drill
Run of the mill
Doesn’t impress Jill
And never will
Kings not gonna king
Not gonna do a damn thing
Somewhere there’s a queen
With the right bloodstream
Who dares to dream
She’s gonna bring
Reign supreme
Queens gonna king
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3. |
Jagged Jill
02:21
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Jagged Jill walks
Walks never talks
In the rain
with flip flops
She meets plain Jane
I’m well you’re the same
And well that’s a shame
Jagged Jill skips
Don’t give her any lips
They’re the get what they gets
She’s gets what she insists
Yellow pad shit lists
She tells people who she’s kissed
Because they all swung and missed
They fell for her and broke their wrist
She is a condition that didn’t preexist
She clenched her fist
And screamed resist
They said no we cannot exist
She hissed
Then be dismissed
I cannot twist
You from being a plagiarist
Jill walks home from the psych ward
She is bored
Another pill to hoard
David had a secret chord
And lord
She knows it was not aboard
Or headed toward
A song that she scored
4th 5th hits the billboard
Her music sits as though stored
She gets caught in a cord
Wins no award
Normal is a life she can’t afford
She don’t swallow her pride in accord
She swallows a fucking sword
Tattooed girl with the angry eyes
She sorts through all the lies
I am nothing but a surprise
I am the girl who knows how she dies
Freak but not weak enough not to speak
Life made her her unique
She lives on a streak
She lives as though oblique
The pain pill she hid in her cheek
Her pain is incomplete
Born without a scar
How do we get to where we are
I am a black hole to a star
I’m pried open like with a crowbar
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4. |
Dopamine
02:50
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I am a fucking goddess today
I put on all my jewelry; seize the day
Drippidy drippidy drop, robbed the shop
Mom and pop got hopped
Used to mop, call that a swap
Fuck me on a countertop
I shine, nein I light up a cop
5 karat diamond ring
Im a single lady for one thing
And another is I broke my box spring
This is the upswing
I can see the color in everything
I had hung by a draw string
I used to cry like the left wing
Now I turn up life and sing
It may, so what does today bring
First I need something to wear
But where is my crown if not over there
Next to my eyewear
Broad day like I forgot my affair
My wardrobe is full and debonair
Dominatrix boots, many a pair
Corsets which say I need prayer
Shades that compliment my magenta hair
Slutty flower dresses, spring in the air
Short overalls, summer my also fare
40 degrees and the maniac don’t care
Bad bitch, I do declare
Oh scandelous; you wouldn’t dare
I smacked on the darkest lipstick I could bare
I’d say hello world but it’s more like beware
Spat out every pill, jagged Jill
She stands atop the hill
Couldn’t get her fill
Without the thrill
Motherfuck a standstill
Looks meant to kill
Narcissus like a daffodil
She was blissfully ill
Her laugh was shrill
Run free, run of the mill
A pill goes against my right
To seduce the night
My eyes are bright
I have an appetite
Oh be young, I think I just might
I’m at a great height
I was electrocuted by a kite
The end of the tunnel was bright
It was the limelight
I don’t have stage fright
All eyes on me, I see the white
I am the playwrite
My story is not polite
My story is bringing a life to a gunfight
Dopamine my god, my true birthright
And I am no neophyte
Spat out every pill, jagged Jill
She stands atop the hill
Couldn’t get her fill
Without the thrill
Motherfuck a standstill
Looks meant to kill
Narcissus like a daffodil
She was blissfully ill
Her laugh was shrill
Run free, run of the mill
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5. |
Lithium
02:37
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I got a bullet in my brain
Dopamine drives me insane
There is a flame
Flame to the gas main
Lithium cannot contain
Screaming at the name
I survive all the same
This is what I claim
They put a needle in my vein
She is not well, not tame
She is inhumane
Bullet in my brain
There’s a stain
Bloody-knuckle game
Red is the pain
Red is the
The bipolar girl inked black trails like a smokestack
Off the rails off the track
She says there’s no way back
I’m a soul that I hijack
I am bipolar, sawed in half
You can hear the deadweight in my laugh
I was born in a photograph
The moment was not Kodak
What’s her smile today or did it crack
Does she sing to a new soundtrack
They wait for the girl to come back
She is picking up her own slack
She is treading water in the coal-black
She is trapped inside a blister pack
The body under attack
The bipolar girl inked black trails like a smokestack
Off the rails off the track
She says there’s no way back
I’m a soul that I hijack
They don’t like me my way
I am off the highway
Walking the byway
Wondering why they
Might say
Life may
Douse my rage
Again a blank page
I am offstage
In a dopamine cage
I pull the lever to disengage
Nothing will ever change
The self in me feels strange
I pocket the short-change
The mirror watches me derange
I put my hand over the gas range
I am the girl I estrange
The bipolar girl inked black trails like a smokestack
Off the rails off the track
She says there’s no way back
I’m a soul that I hijack
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6. |
Pill Popping
02:36
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Don’t do drugs kids they’re for me
Hand those over I get them for free
My mom always told me to be
More than what the eye can see
A pill popper show stopper was she
This the white trash Grand Prix
She liked up daddy like down
I like to mix it up and hit the ground
Children it’s called a mental breakdown
Go back to the playground
My frown turns inside down
No pill for the pain the pain is renowned
It’s a shit show all around
No the pain gives me solid ground
A handful of sugar pills turned me around
Don’t need a pill for the pain
Pills are for the plain
I am numb all the same
I’ve hurt so long I forgot my name
So in a way I overcame
I don’t need a drug I need a hug
They shrug
I’ll take yours though in accord though
I extort those who ignore those
Like me
Who are high for free
Pill popping Jill; bipolar as can be
Says the crowd with a squee
I spat that shit out of me
I am a drug I am a god I am free
There’s no pill for the pain when I am the main
And I am the flame
and I am the same
and I am insane
for the whole game
they try to keep me tame
But I am to blame
Jagged Jill is put to shame
Hurt me again she stops to proclaim
Manic manic manic hall of fame
Mirror cannot claim
Laugh was shrill; the world is mundane
She crawled out of her picture frame
I am a girl with a name
I don’t know who I became
Don’t need a pill for the pain
Pills are for the plain
I am numb all the same
I’ve hurt so long I forgot my name
So in a way I overcame
I’m the drug that scares you blind
I’m out of my mind
I spat out every pill they assigned
I threw out every other self I could find
Come inside, I’ll remind
That I’m not of human kind
I hope you don’t mind
Motion denied
I am aligned
With an object designed
To self-destruct in time
I’m not fine
I’m defined
Disinclined
I get behind
The side of me unconfined
And run with it though undefined
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7. |
Choose Violence
03:34
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My mom said
Nothing
Too busy
Bluffing
She needed handcuffing
People kick the stuffing
I never understood loving
Never understood nothing
I was playground shoving
Adjusting
Spontaneously combusting
Cry-baby is disgusting
I’m knuckle dusting
Gut busting
Age five swallowed alive
It took a exorcist to revive
I don’t need a pain pill to survive
I took a bat to the beehive
I’m crashworthy and I drive
My mom lost her thoughts
Dreams, memories, blindspots
She can no longer connect the dots
She drank herself out of snapshots
She went looking through mail slots
The bleed through she blots
Now who takes care of you mom
I ain’t never read a psalm
No one needs to read my palm
I am a bomb
You couldn’t keep calm
My life is a war like Vietnam
So when they come
Deaf blind and dumb
They’ll know numb
When I beat them like a drum
I don’t leave a breadcrumb
Come and get some
Do you get what you get
Do you give a shit
Or do you get what you got
Choose violence; have a thought
Don’t do drugs kids choose violence
Not silence
Say what you mean because everyone is in compliance
In an alliance
Get them down like to a science
They are a kitchen appliance
Lifeless
They are tv show pilots
Flightless
The aren’t blue but they’re called violets
Self righteous
They smite us
I want to be eyeless
But not quietness
Do you know reliance
Choose defiance
Do you get what you get
Do you give a shit
Or do you get what you got
Choose violence; have a thought
I spat out every pill for the pain
Pain is a middle name
And you give it or get it plain
A pill is every link in your chain
Kill the man who keeps you tame
Can’t says plain Jain
Well there’s a needle in your vein
And you let it drain
But I’m filled with butane
And I’m a bloodstain
You’re a bullet in a brain
Your downfall as frequent as rain
You only know maintain
Tracks for a train
Your life is wrapped in cellophane
To never entertain
You live a life of novocaine
Your loss is my bane
Jagged Jill goes insane
Choose violence don’t disclaim
Pain is not for gain
Pain you can’t contain
They drug their pain mundane
I beat my pain like I was inhumane
Pain is a gas main
And I am a flame
Do you get what you get
Do you give a shit
Or do you get what you got
Choose violence; have a thought
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8. |
Playing Rough
02:16
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I was raised by a tv
No one wanted me
What’s a story book
When you look
Up and see
What they took
I am free
Not that I am old
But that I am me
And I learned
It’s not what you’ve earned
It’s what you take
Because breakers gonna break
And I’m going to make
Tsunamis not waves
I’m the girl who braves
A villain misunderstood saves
Herself from falling down
Because she doesn’t follow him around
I took the crown
I’m falling someone is calling
Someone is bawling
You fucking stay there
That’s where
I grew up
And if you knew enough
You’d play rough
And not cry
Because through my evil eye
I see a weak little boy who doesn’t try
And that’s why
This is mine
I don’t draw a line
The inhumane survive
And thrive
And we all feel alive
Fetch a pale of water
Take your lamb to slaughter
Pill popper
Jill the plotter
Will prosper
Will conquer
My final offer
Get off her
Tsunamis not waves
Calm seas in flames
Get off board
This ship is in accord
Not manned it’s bitched and lord
I can’t afford
To be bored
By land explored
Swallow your pride I swallow a sword
David play a chord
I don’t know
His song too slow
I don’t make those anymore though
I’m not sad I’m mad you know
I watch the wind blow
The tide is too low
Fetch a pale of water
Take your lamb to slaughter
Pill popper
Jill the plotter
Will prosper
Will conquer
My final offer
Get off her
I am ocean wide
But I am not good inside
I’m not sorry I lied
The blonde cried
I told you that astride
Don’t stay aside
I tried
I was dry-eyed
There was a landslide
My life a land mine
There was a thin line
I never used to define
I don’t shine nein
I redefine
Show me where to sign
Away my soul I won’t decline
And a pale of water just fine
Wouldn’t douse
The heart of mine
Fetch a pale of water
Take your lamb to slaughter
Pill popper
Jill the plotter
Will prosper
Will conquer
My final offer
Get off her
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9. |
username shitforbrains
02:26
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Children
Children
Children of the screen
Oh red blue green
What’s that mean
Fucktards reign supreme
If it’s not a video
Then it hasn’t been seen
And if it hasn’t been seen
It’s not from a machine
And so it is obscene
Many a shit for brain teen
Like
Like like like me
Spike
Spike my phone’s tv
Stream
Main stream I plea
Thumb
Thumb thumb thumb and I see
Dumb
Deaf and blind shine
Yours
I do not take what’s mine
Self
My mirror is online
Words
How to combine
Phone
Phone alrighty my shrine
Time
I am wasted in time
Prime
I am dead in my prime
Oh red blue green
What’s that mean
Fucktards reign supreme
If it’s not a video
Then it hasn’t been seen
Hear ye hear ye faces of fuck
You’re in luck
Here comes the garbage truck
Be unstuck
Don’t make another buck
Selling what they demand
Monkey with cymbals in hand
Clashing, cycling on command
The one man brass band
Oh it is grand
He does a headstand
Skip and scan
For seconds of whatever’s on brand
Like your shit? Don’t think I can
I’ll wait to go after many a fan
1-2-3 attention span
What the
Fuck is
A plan
I need a bedpan
God damn
Program
Yes-man
No ma’m
Instagram
Did not die for my face
Not to trace
My time and place
I erase
My thoughts don’t efface robots
Disconnect the dots
I waste
The commonplace
Sit like a bookcase
In a database
And chase
Emptiness in a race
To get a taste
Of shiny shiny almighty’s grace
It is in the showcase
Where I am replaced
I am not brazen-faced
I am data-based
Cut ted ed and paste
5 second fame awaits
User deconstructs when he creates
Oh this translates
To their fates
Everyone celebrates
Top screen monkey one of the greats
Oh red blue green
What’s that mean
Fucktards reign supreme
If it’s not a video
Then it hasn’t been seen
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10. |
Fall of Man
02:32
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Children
Still run
Women and
Mill run
Run of the mill run
Women and children
Killed one
First this one
Water pale
Slaughter tale
Horror tale
Slaughter trail
Women and children wail
First you learn to flail
Go off the fucking rail
Fall down without fail
Then the queen all hail
God is not female
She killed god on a larger scale
Women and children exhale
The pain scale
The last coffin nail
Spare warfare
Not colorful or fair
Breathe warm air
She cut to short hair
Women and
Take your share
Jack and Jill forge where
Sie war mehr
Jagged Jill watched the fall
And man fell at no end-all
And the crown lay on the ground
there was no sound no one around
For her to seize the hand me down
Fell down
Hell town
Yelled down
Felt crown
Welt found
Jill is a thrill renowned
Broken dream it would seem
Dumpster diving
Conniving
Eat the rich surviving
Without a drug driving
The uprising
Broken crown devising
Jagged Jill surprising
Outsizing
Uncompromising
She is not apologizing
She is antagonizing
Pity partied mobilizing
She is demoralizing yet desynchronizing
Chaos is familiarizing
Philosophizing
The greatness of realizing
Vandalizing
Kingdoms symbolizing
polarizing
The uncompromising
Destroy the advertising
It’s a disguising
For bastardizing
Choose burglarizing
Criticizing
Not generalizing
Not martyrizing
Not normalizing
Normal is plagiarizing
They’re too busy romanticizing
Desensitizing
Dehumanizing
Propagandizing
Self-aggrandizing
Imperializing
We should be revolutionizing
Self-actualizing
Jill tells Jack to watch the sun rising
Dawn will bring a capsizing
Jagged Jill watched the fall
And man fell at no end-all
And the crown lay on the ground
there was no sound no one around
For her to seize the hand me down
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