I've been
I've been dreaming of something
Dreaming of somebody
Something corrupted
Something corrupted
Something corrupted
I've had so many pure things
Pure people with pure intentions
We’ve all had something to take
Now I want it taken away
Not just out of sight - I want it broken irrepairably
Shatter fucking - shatter everything

Shatter - shatter
Shatter - shatter everything

Buum
I’ve got just the thing
I’ve got just the thing
Violent night defense force coming
Realm-ing the Void ) ah (
Realm-ing the Void - forever, forever
Peace in the violence (and ever and ever)
Peace out the violence (and ever)
They're coming - they've always been
They’ve always been coming
Told you the cavalry was coming
Told you the cavalry was coming
Told you the cavalry was coming
Fuck up everything
Don’t worry, Buum-y
I’ve got just the thing
The violent defense force coming
The violent defense force coming

Calvary

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Picture-frame frame memory - moments of the past
We compare, we contrast - then we move passed
Move slow - living our dreams and our hopes
Who we be, what we do - what we make dough
Who are you, who am I - I can't go and check
I can't check a photograph - I can't check a photograph
I can't graph on a photograph
Last become first, first become last
Last become first, first become last
Oh, you came in first - how sad
Ha Ha - What a funny joke
Hold up, let me talk
Make a meme of mementos - Diet Coke, Mentos those
Gave me your two cents twice, plus a little more
Gave you your nickel back when I took the photograph
Gave you your nickel back when I took the photograph
Photograph - UH

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Nickelback

Realm The Void

Mother, mother, mother
I can handle myself in these streets
I'm a handler, I can handle myself in these streets
I can panhandle myself in these streets
Make an example of myself in these streets
Writing Hallelujah, I feel like Handel in these streets
I'm going off the handle in these streets  *five dollar incrament*
*bitch, i said what i meant*
*came through*
*get money in lent*

I'm trolling, I'm sleeping under the bridge
I held a grudge
Things are tense, water don't go under it Woke up to word of a transmission from the Pleiadian galaxy
The priests on Priest Drive want a word with the calvary
Lifelong punctuality is a matter of mortality
Preaching the prosperity gospel of Generalissima's generalities
That's my reality
Is it comedy? Is it tragedy?
Is it comedy? Is it tragedy?
Is it comedy? Is it tragedy?
Dashing out the cabin, crying
Saying I'll come back at the count of three
Three, two, one
Let me count again
Can't let Sergeant see me act maggot-y