The Album was removed from Spotify and i didnt see any reuploads on soundcloud (Due to its shitty Search system) So heres the album in full.

Lyrics:
I saw it on TV, I saw it on TV
And I thought it looked pretty cool to me
I saw it on TV, I saw it on TV
And I thought it looked pretty cool to me

Another shooting spree
Another shooting spree

I saw it on TV, I saw it on TV
And i thought it looked pretty cool to me
I saw it on TV, I saw it on TV
And i thought it looked pretty cool to me

Another shooting spree
Another shooting spree

I saw it on TV, I saw it on TV
And I thought it looked pretty cool to me
I saw it on TV, I saw it on TV
And i thought it looked pretty cool to me

Another shooting spree

School Shooter

Shooting Spree

(don't put me on a watchlist please this song is ironic [maybe])


it was a good day in 1963
my great grandad was watching tv
then moments later kennedy got shot
by some mysterious glowie thot
they blamed it on the man that was mkultra'd
couldn't blame it on anyone else to think of
but i know who was behind it all
and you better believe me when i say it to y'all

the CIA killed JFK
couldn't have been any other way
the CIA killed JFK
they kill anyone that isn't gay
the CIA killed JFK
couldn't have been any other way
the CIA killed JFK
they kill anyone that isn't gay

you might call me crazy, you might call me stupid
but i'm telling the truth please believe me
and if i was lying then why did
martin luther king die at 39
they're killing more like terry davis
we need to expose them now
they can't keep getting away with it
cause then they'll continue another sandy hook

the CIA killed JFK
couldn't have been any other way
the CIA killed JFK
they kill anyone that isn't gay
the CIA killed JFK
couldn't have been any other way
the CIA killed JFK
they kill anyone that isn't gay

the CIA killed JFK
couldn't have been any other way
the CIA killed JFK
they kill anyone that isn't gay

The CIA Killed JFK

NOKILAM - A Part Of The Ship A Part Of The Crew

Thousand Insect Swarm

You Will Never Let Me Go

lyrics:

verse 1 
so you really wanna make it
do you really wanna make it
theres something you can do 
to make it all come true

pre chorus
you could be a household name just like kurt kobain
you could be everything

Chorus
And I know what I want I just dont know how to make it but I know how to fake it
and when things get that low you know ill never let go under a pale moon glow

verse 2
On every morning of november from 12 to 2am under a full moon light you can embrace its lies

Pre chorus
you could make hit after hit and be bigger than taylor swift

Post chorus
It hides behind the cloak of night obscures its scars in the moonlight
It fears no God no man no creed, it serves its own indignity

*warped vocal part* 
"hard work is not enough, you need a wingman"

Moonlight

The pathogens in the water
The acid rain and fluoride
The messages through ESP
What I see online

I'm regressing
To who I used to be
I thought I had it all
Now I’m losing myself

On default I’m a loser
Still playing games on computer
I’m rubberbanding out of control
And I’m lagging again just like before

I have no grasp on reality
Waiting to wake up, and finally be me
B12 isnt working, overdosing on caffeine
Waiting for improvement but I’m crashing violently

I’m losing my mind
I'm out of control
I’m losing myself
And my mind
I'm out of control
Control

On default I’m a loser
Still playing games on computer
I’m rubberbanding out of control
And I’m lagging again just like before

I have no grasp on reality
Waiting to wake up, and finally be me
I was shooting I was hacking
I was staring at my screen
Now I’m hopelessly waiting losing what means most to me

Play Games on Computer 2

TECHCLUB2K24

V-tech but original vocals

I actually love my Mom by the way, this is just a parody.

So draining
All Mom's complaining
Nagging me all day long
To walk the dog
I'm ignoring
Because that's boring
Instead I'm gonna
Play some Fortnite
Sorry but school was hard on me all week
And now that it's finally Saturday
I'm getting on my PS5 and I'm just gonna play
So stop annoying me, 'cause I don't do my chores
(I don't do my chores)

I don't do my chores
No I don't
And I freaking won't
I don't own the home
I don't do my chores
No I don't
I don't clean my room
I don't push the broom
I don't do my chores, they're such a bore,
So I'll play instead, Mom I wish you were dead
Yeah maybe later
but don't count on that
bother someone else
or do them yourself

I guess that's why I'm getting grounded yet again
I don't listen to my Mom, she's a dumb woman
"BILLY!"
MOM SHUT UP!
I know why you and Dad broke up
Why don't you have him wash the dishes
or is he still seeing his other missus?

Sorry but I'm too cool and doing chores is gay
And I don't really feel like doing them anyway
I'll just stay in my room and play some videogames
I won't unlock my door
'cause I don't do my chores, I don't do my chores

I don't do my chores
No I don't
And I friggin won't
I'd rather play some more
I don't do my chores
No I don't
I don't pick up trash
I don't cut the grass
I don't do my chores, Mom you're a whore,
and I'm in a match, I got a dub to catch

then maybe later
now just get off my back
and cut me some slack
you can kiss my sack

April Figz!

I Don't Do My Chores (Parody of Gezebelle Gaburgably's I Don't Speak To Whores)

don't know what to do with my life
so Ill buy a gun and bide my time
what should I do with what I have
I'll just reminisce about the past 

I want to die
don't want to try
I want to end
my fucking life
I have no friends
my lifes just sad
I only know people
on the internet
I have a plan 
I have intent
Im trapped on earth
im heaven sent
I have a date 
inside my mind
if there an afterlife
what will I find?

what's the point 
of living in a world 
where you're so damn ugly
where you get no girls
what the point 
in going on
what's the point 
in making shitty songs
I cant enjoy things anymore
cuz Im too busy being bored
so I stay awake and I day dream
of killing people
of killing me

if you think you want to fucking die
then make a plan to end your life
set up a date and then a time
go buy a gun 
if not a knife
point it at your head or to your neck
wont have to worry about the mess
then stab your throat or shoot your brains
leave the door unlocked so they clean your remains

I do 
not want 
to live in a world so far gone
ive completed everything I need to do
only one thing left 
I need a bullet to shoot

I want to die
don't want to try
I want to end
my fucking life
I have no friends
my lifes just sad
I only know people
on the internet
I have a plan 
I have intent
Im trapped on earth
im heaven sent
I have a date 
inside my mind
if there an afterlife
what will I find?

if you think you want to fucking die
then make a plan to end your life
set up a date and then a time
go buy a gun 
if not a knife
point it at your head or to your neck
wont have to worry about the mess
then stab your throat or shoot your brains
leave the door unlocked so they clean your remains

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