I'm the bad guy
I can't lie
Hate me, love me
I don't mind
Crucify me
Criticize
Praise me, loathe me
I don't mind

Every little ounce of my strength
They try to take away
Every little piece of my heart
They try to rip apart
Every little part of my soul
They want to take control
Every little point in my life
They need the bad guy

I'm the bad guy
I can't lie
Hate me, love me
I don't mind
Crucify me
Criticize
Praise me, loathe me
I don't mind

Every little ounce of my strength
They try to take away
Every little piece of my heart
They try to rip apart
Every little part of my soul
They want to take control
Every little point in my life
They need the bad guy

I'm the bad guy
I can't lie
Hate me, love me
I don't mind
Crucify me
Criticize
Praise me, loathe me
I don't mind

I'm the bad guy
I can't lie
Hate me, love me
I don't mind
Crucify me
Criticize
Praise me, loathe me
I don't mind

I'm the bad guy
Hey!
I'm the bad guy
Hey!
I'm the bad guy
Hey!
I'm the bad guy
Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Say goodnight to the bad guy
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Say goodnight to the bad guy
I'm the bad guy

Bad Guy

I Get High (When I'm Low)

Talk to me
I've been feeling so awfully
Awfully seems as though
It's all wrong
I can't save you
I'm too far gone this way

And all you had to say
Was anything
I guess that we're not friends
Saying shit behind my back
But that's not my problem now

Take a second to realize
What I meant when I said for only a minute
I'm not waiting for you.

I've got some things to deal with
Don't for wait for me
It's hard for me to deal with
Still, I think it'll be alright.

Daisy's and daffodils
Feel lazy this afternoon
I'll daydream
Run back to you
I know it's not right to be alone

Wake up, sorry is all you get
You don't understand that
Summer is calling and
I don't want to be a part of it at all.

unintentionally evil + self-sabotaging

LOW-T

Written and Composed by that one dude who makes music in With love, mom and Gezebelle Gaburgably(snail)
Lyrics:
I Wanna be the one you fucking love
I’m not like those other chumps
I know I talk like a loser
I know I talk like a loser
I wanna be close to you
I wanna hear how do you do
I wanna hear your voice in the morning
But I can’t

You don't trust me
Your fucking stupid
Your so exclusive
Your so compusive
Can't believe that you would fucking do this
I've through this
And you knew this
I'm done spiraling
And die in circling
Cycling and dialing
But you're just worsening
Don't come in I'm gaming
I'm waiting
For this player 
I'm 100 snail slayer

I Wanna be the one you fucking love
I’m not like those other chumps
I know I talk like a loser
I know I talk like a loser
I wanna be close to you
I wanna hear how do you do
I wanna hear your voice in the morning
But I can’t x2
 
Your so perfect
I Like the way that you took my heart
But is it worth it?
Cause your not in my arms
I’m not perfect
But I guess I wish I was
I wanna see you
I wanna feel you

PROMISCUOUS ANIMOSITY ft. GEZEBELLE GABURGABLY

i was raised by a place
ive been on since i was eight
or maybe 9, the internet,
sat online, on the world wide web

everything i've ever seen
ever learnt, its from a screen
and who i am today
was influenced by the way
i was raised on the World Wide Web
raised by the Internet

raised by the World Wide Web
don't have any real life friends
mind melted by the internet
World Wide Web

i was raised online
i was raised online
maybe that is why
i came out behind
all the other kids
all cause i had unrestricted
access to the internet

knowledge at my fingertips
and everything that any kid
really shouldn't be seeing when
he's browsing at the age of ten
terrorist beheadings
and anything with death in it
propaganda, fucking goatse
i came out so fucking lonely

raised by the World Wide Web
im anxious with every breath
cause i was raised by the world wide web
World Wide Web

Raised By The World Wide Web

can't even read a book
my head's too cooked 

not even if i tried
my brain's too fried

a slave to dopamine
a flesh machine

a short attention span
blame instagram

i'm just an addict
need my kicks, it's sick

can't even watch tv
must see my screen

i'm just dead inside
can't cry (i've tried)

i only laugh at memes
living the dream

prison
my laptop's a prison 
my cell phone's a prison
my pc's a prison
please let me out
 
rectangular prison 
liquid crystal prison
silicon prison
and i can't get out

my phone is a prison 
they're all fucking prisons
give me parole
and let me out
 
i don't get a lawyer
i don't get a trial
i get 20 to life
and i can't get out

what keeps me up at night 
my phone's blue light

i hold it my hand 
just to fall asleep

it makes me feel secure
stockholm syndrome

just waiting for the bell
the buzz, the beep

like a parasite
i live on bytes

i see red thing i click
to get my fix

"it makes you satisfied",
they said (they lied)

refresh the page again
might change, must check

prison
my laptop's a prison 
my cell phone's a prison
my pc's a prison
please let me out
 
rectangular prison 
liquid crystal prison
silicon prison
and i can't get out

my phone is a prison 
they're all fucking prisons
give me parole
and let me out
 
i don't get a lawyer
i don't get a trial
i got 20 to life...

just one shot at life
i guess i lose

i'm playing a game 
i did not choose

stuck here in my cell
a living hell

the devil is a dell
samsung
intel

rectangular prison

Rectangular Prison

my day has been spoiled
i have to go to toil
i should have been a royal
or found a lot of oil  

fuck toil
it makes my blood boil
i wanna put my boss in the soil
… i guess i’m too loyal

my boss makes a hundred bucks every time i make $9
that’s why i commit crime on company time
i do just enough work that i don’t get sacked
turns out everybody else can barely do that

i’m just trying to relax and enjoy my weekend
when i remember an email that i forgot to send
its no wonder that i dream of mass murder fantasies
toil and all its miseries, in my head rent free

my day has been spoiled
i have to go to toil
i should have been a royal
or found a lot of oil  

fuck toil
it makes my blood boil
i wanna put my boss in the soil
… i guess i’m too loyal

if you wanna win the rat race you gotta choose not to play
too bad i will never leave this place, i’m addicted to my pay
deep down i have always felt that i wanted to be free
well i can only blame myself, drug of choice is salary

i don’t want to work

i don’t want to work

[Slater's Verse]
Lately I'm dead
I can't stop feelings of dread
Lately I'm done
I can't have no fun
Lately life sucks
It's a cliche, now guess what
Lately life's fun
I'm done, all done

I don't know where I went wrong
And I don't know where I belong
In my head with all my songs
In my head alone all along

I don't know where I went wrong
And I don't know where I belong
In my head with all my songs
In my head alone all along

[Chorus]
Pity party, just for me
A party for one, so let me be
Pity party, you give me plays
I write songs and I'll be okay

Pity party, just for me
A party for onе, so let me be
Pity party, just for mе
Just let me be, just fucking let me be

[Owen's Verse]
My music is stupid
Pumping out stereo putrid
Confused and lost
I got fame but at what cost
I lost my friends and I lost myself
And all for what, she's still on the shelf
Goddamn this business is so lame
I'm going fucking insane

[Chorus]
Pity party, just for me
Pity party, can't you see
You make me feel like a loser
Why am I such a fucking loser to you

Pity party, can't you see
Pity party, just for me
You make me feel like a loser
Why am I such a fucking loser to you



Written by UhOhSlater and Owen Adamcik

Pity Party ft. Owen Adamcik

a goofy little song i wrote lol i hope you enjoy!

lyrics:
solo part

she is death and she brings fear all while she wears her pink cat ears
shes ready to shoot ready to aim to settle some scores to cross out some names
she keeps a tec-9 tucked in her maid dress and a hi-point under her desk
one day shes gonna kick down those doors and when she does you better hit. the. floor.

solo part

nyaaatural selection
nyaaatural selection 

solo part again

cans of monster and a 20 round mag roll around her hello kitty bag
as she walks the hall up and down under her breath she counts down
the time has come the times today to set things right to make them pay
shes not looking for absolution she just wants her retribution


(the catgirls name is eirca harris)

i don’t want to work

dumb as rocks