1. |
Cry To Survive+
05:29
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please why dont you come inside
glad you found the place i hide
this is where i watch the world unfold
in here no one can get to me
with their external tragedy
i sit and stare and rot and cry and cum
please oh please don't come inside
this ugly awful hole i hide
I'd hate to curse you with the way i feel
temperamental iron bride
nothing left. she's cold inside
no longer fighting for a chance to survive
there's no need to survive
I fall outside of everything
kill my time all alone
I feel like I am everything
Nowhere feels like my home
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2. |
Puget Sound
02:31
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Bunycat000:
hey... aahhrruuuuuheheheueuu
4lung:
leave me alone, nobody’s home
imagine i’m speaking in serious tones
get in the zone, live off a poem
k & a half just to maintain a home
buryin bones, the fake jimmy jones
clutching my shit like i’m phonsible bone
shooters in prone, off a hormone
tactical bitches surroundin ya home
first knock em up, then i put 'em down
toss a body into the puget sound
i don’t take shit, i don’t fuck around
bitches in the trunk stay gagged n bound
x2
i do that shit every faggot’s afraid to,
i am the reason your friends are afraid of you
incontinent like a hose i be sprayin you(r)
wildest dreams are just something i rly do
207 don’t call me a masshole
i am a narcissist i am an asshole
fuckin ur princess im up in your castle
drivin these piles im tryna wrassle
first knock em up, then i put 'em down
toss a body into the puget sound
i don’t take shit, i don’t fuck around
bitches in the trunk stay gagged n bound
Bunnycat000:
"I just think it's really great... that... you were in my room for like two hours, and you managed to make this like satanic... dog, stuffie, piss.. summoning circle..?"
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3. |
$20
02:01
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once or twice a week it seems
some tranny wants to talk to me
to let me know they’re so sorry
for all the times they tried to kill me
but i don’t want the sympathy
of any feeble, frail pussy.
you want to make it up to me?
try giving me your fucking money.
i don’t care what guilt you feel,
there’s only one way i can heal.
you tried to take my life from me
cause strangers talked about my pee.
I tried to act like it didn’t hurt.
i tried to act like i couldn’t be hurt.
but it did, and i can
and i am not afraid to be angry anymore
gimme $20, you fake ass bitch
gimme $20, you fake ass bitch
gimme $20, you fake ass bitch,
and maybe i'll think about
being your friend
(x2)
again (but probably not... 'cause having friends... is kinda hard... i dunno. im tired. im like really tired)
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4. |
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Love is like a factory
of manufactured sympathy
schrödinger's phylactery
thank you all for hearing me
I don't care what you've been told
I don't think that we need to get old
Conferring with the mystics and autistics
till i'm letting loose ballistics
snapping pix of dicks n snorting all the pixi stix
a modern woman
learnin how to summon all the demons of goetia
as i pray for euthenasia
fuck i remember back
when i used to break stuff
when i used to fight more
when i used to feel tough
now every thing I ever used to be
is catching up 2 me
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5. |
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6-5-4-3, sparkledogs on LSD
3-2-1-n0ne, breaking laws is lots of fun
3-4-5-6, raccoon tails & knottd dix
7-8-9-10, back in line let's go again
girlfriend? adore that
planet? explore that
your text? ignored that
so rest assured that
my friends stay plastered
i am ur master
ur jus a bastard
my drumz go faster
i will not answer ur text
i won't have consistent sex
I will not have what u need
no attention left to spare
staining all ur underwear
waiting by the phone for me
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6. |
Saint of Decay
02:10
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4LUNG, THE ANGEL OF DEATH,
BITCHES LINING UP TO WIFE ME BETTER NOT HOLD THEIR BREATH
CUZ I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH ALL YOU FAGGOTS & FAKES
I DON’T ASSOCIATE WITH PEOPLE BECAUSE PPL ARE SNAKES
GONNA RENT MYSELF A LITTLE STUDIO IN SPOKANE
FILL IT UP WITH TONS OF SHIT & DIE ALONE IF I CAN
CUZ THE KINDNESS OF ANOTHER ALWAYS COMES WITH A FEE
AND THAT AIN’T THE KIND OF SUCKA THAT IM TRYNA BE
GOT A HAND ON MY KNIFE, KEEP A PAW ON MY PIECE
I’LL REVEAL WHAT I CONCEAL WHEN YOU EXPECT IT THE LEAST
UR ASS AIN’T EVEN SWISS BUT THEY BE CALLIN YOU CHEESE
BECAUSE I CREAM IN EVERY HOLE I MAKE TO SPREAD MY DISEASE
I’M A NO GOOD DIRTY ROTTEN SON OF A FUCK
AND IF YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND WELL THEN UR SHIT OUTTA LUCK
BECUZ HUMANS MAKE ME FEEL SO FUCKIN SICK I COULD CHUCK
VAMPIRE-ASS BITCHES ALL YOU DO IS SUCK
I’LL CONSUME YOUR FUCKIN BODY AND I’LL START WITH THE LEGS
THROW YA BONES INTO A PILE OF FECES LIKE POPE GREG (THE FIRST)
I DON’T CARE IF IT’S A CIRCLE IM DRIVIN A SQUARE PEG
CHEW YOUR FUCKIN FACE LIKE I’M TRIPPING ON NUTMEG
I’M A THREAT TO YOUR HEALTH
I’M A THREAT TO YOUR LIFE
I’M A THREAT TO YOUR MOTHER, SON, DAUGHTER & UR WIFE
I’M THE MARQUIS DE SADE
I’M THE SAINT OF DECAY
I’M WHATEVER I GOTTA CALL MYSELF TO KEEP YOU AWAY, BITCH
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7. |
Queezii
02:14
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i got pussy & a peeber
i got paper on my mind
i got thirty forty bindles
i got precious little time
i got one thousand bullets
in the little hole i hide
i believe in something scary
contemplated suicide
i got methies in my pressies
my older sister molest me
i get bag after bag after bag,
you don’t impress me
i got angels and demons in droves, they all protect me
cuz i’m speakin in speeches of old, haters detest me
i got
arcane witches lurkin thru the back street
tac-vest bitches hiding in yo back seat
you wanna go, yeah
you need to know
you wanna go, yeah
i told you so
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8. |
Thousand Yard Stare
03:01
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i’m afraid of every single person i’ve ever loved
i’m afraid of each and every person who's ever loved me
gotta remind myself that god’s inside me, not above me
i’m afraid of the earth, i’m afraid of the sun
i’m afraid of having too much fun
staring down the wrong end of this gun
a new part of the end has just begun
if it seems i don’t care
forgive my thousand yard stare
i keep my back against the wall
pinned down by drugs and alcohol
i achieved all my dreams at 23,
i’ve had a real hard time thinking up some new ones.
(misery, agony
you & me keep killing me
jealousy, honesty
honestly, it's gotta be)
ascent to the middle class seems like a chore,
safety feels impossible to score
i just don’t see the point anymore
I only ever know peace when i snore
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9. |
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I'm a clinically depressed fecalphilliac on prozac
not an admission, it's a south park throwback
episode 9 of season 1, it was tons of fun back in 1997
but i'm trying not to live in the past,
even if the future's gonna kick my ass.
the present's happening all of the time, after all.
if you don't like what i am,
file a complaint with yourself
It's frightened fucks like you
who make people like me feel how they do
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10. |
Professional Dog
02:00
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i dont wanna go to school
i dont wanna follow rules
i dont wanna go to work
everyone alive's a jerk
i dont wanna make new friends
i just wanna play pretend
put my breakfast in a bowl
there it is, my heart and soul
I just wanna be a professional dog
i dont wanna pay my rent
i dont wanna represent
ideals of humanity
i'm giving up my thumbs for lent
wish i could forget to read
never caring where i've peed
never heard of greenhouse gas
turn around, i'll sniff your ass
I just wanna be a professional dog
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