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System Of A Down "PIG" (Demo)

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Dead & Buried (The Bloodline Cover)

Text:
(Verse 1)
You cheered for tax cuts, big and bold,
But your logic’s ice where empathy’s cold.
They said it’s for families, a middle-class cheer—
But it’s billionaires laughing while your voice disappears.
Medicaid’s crumbling, ACA's taking hits,
Snatching care from fragile lives bit by bit.
The rich get richer, while the rest are stripped—
What’s a promise when so many get skipped?

(Pre-Chorus)
You call it freedom, I call it theft,
Taking lifelines—from people left bereft.

(Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, doesn’t anyone see?
Your “beautiful bill” writes history’s mockery.
Millions lose their health—yet it’s never enough,
No coverage, no conscience, that’s realpolitik’s bluff.

(Solo)

(Verse 2)
12 million kicked off Medicaid’s floor —
Doctors turned away, hope’s at the door. 
CBO’s numbers say it slows no tempo,
17 million lose coverage—watch that divide grow. 
While hospitals choke on unpaid bills,
Families crushed under care’s cold mills.

(Pre-Chorus)
They say "We’re saving budgets, fighting waste,"
But there’s no price when this move kills grace.

(Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, stories don’t lie,
Real people scream in the night while the rest walk by.
A future in tatters—but your coffers rise,
No coverage, no conscience—see through their disguise.

(solo)

(Bridge)
The “Big Beautiful Bill” rewrites our fate—
But the pen’s in one hand; the real cost’s the plate. 
While they claim mercy and fairness reign,
They slash safety nets—and feel no shame.

(Final Chorus)
No coverage, no conscience, this feast leaves us stripped,
They feast at our table while our lifelines get clipped.
12 million gone, 17 million more—this lie’s not benign,
No coverage, no conscience—when will justice align?

(Outro – Spoken, resigned)
You built it for the rich, with "freedom" divine—
But the rest? We just see headlines… while our rights decline.

No Coverage, No Conscience

This album title is a sharp critique of individuals who present a facade of perfection and charm, but beneath the surface, are shallow, insincere, and dishonest. Throughout the tracks, the album paints a vivid picture of a person obsessed with appearances—carefully curated social media images, a polished smile, and a "perfect" personality. Yet, the narrator sees through this act, recognizing the emptiness behind the mask.

Ultimately, the album serves as a commentary on the pressures of maintaining a flawless image in a world driven by social media, and the inevitability of the mask slipping. The recurring theme in the chorus—the idea that everything about the person is fake—reinforces the central message that all the perfection is just smoke and mirrors. As the album progresses, the singer exposes the emptiness of the persona, showing that the act is getting tired and eventually, the mask will fall.

It's a powerful exploration of modern vanity and the superficiality that defines much of today's culture.

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Mirror Lies

Track 16 of Storaged Melodies, and unreleased demo album

[Verse 1]
We want peace without
Patriot missiles
Blown to bits are civilian targets
Parade! Laugh! Rejoice! Sing!
We are the victors of...nothing
Spend more money on a war
Your people starving, turned to whores
Slaves of the chosen one paying millions for each bomb

[Chorus]
Country without a race
Formed from people you disgrace
White right conservative might
Killers of Kennedy's with no fright
The American way!

[Verse 2]
Freedom cried the marching man
Flags ripped out of their black hands
Beaten! Slain! Tortured! Killed!
Their only mistake was being born here
Invade countries just for oil
Send your troops all down to boil
Iraq! Grenada! Nam and Chile!
Truman doctrine our own way

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
The Government here can suck my balls
Policing the world in overalls
Armed rebellion minority
Disrespected race, colored mind
Crazed loonies all walk the streets
Missing children on milk cartons
Mother selling child for crack
Mr. President check your back

System Of A Down - Temper

Track 11 of Storaged Melodies, an unreleased demo album

(Ft. Limp Bizkit)

Everyday is nothing but stress to me
I'm constantly dwellin' on how you got the best of me
Wanna know somethin'
I can't believe the way you keep testin' me
And mentally molestin' me
Would you think any less of me
If I said that i'd be there
Would you think any less of me
If I said I really cared
Of course you would
Cause you
Only want what you can't have
As for me
I'm stuck with my dick in my hand

Because you don't feel nothing at all!!
You don't feel nothing at all

Maybe there's more to life then it seems
I'm constantly runnin' from reality chasin' dreams
Wanna know somethin' I can't believe?
Just how much misery
Comes with humility
Do you think any less of me
Now that I'm gone?
Look at me now
Everything is gone
I can't seem to do anything right
But I've figured out why you don't let me inside

Because you don't feel nothing at all!!
You don't feel nothing at all

You - need - nothin' from me now
So you - think - I'm useless to you now
But I - need - one thing from you now
I - insist - that you - feel me now!!

You said you needed me
You said, you said
You said you needed me
You said, you said
You said...
You said...
You said...
You said!!

You don't feel nothing at all
You don't feel nothing at all

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