Played to the tune of Ramones Forever by Shonen Knife.

I wont Eat bugs or live in fuckin pods and ride your fuckin bus.
I wont give up my right to bear arms and neither will my bros.
I wont bow down to any of your antichrist ideologies.
I will never surrender free will given to me by God.

Our challenges are near and far for we are Christ's best soldiers.
We shall never know defeat, and keep our powder dry.

America Forever, under God forever.
America Forever, with Christ forever.

They want you to reject our Lord and fall to misery.
They want you to bow down to this wickedness as our norm.
Stand tall American Warrior. 
Stand tall and stand strong.
Stand tall American Warrior, for victory is assured.

I'll never forget eternal life as a gift.

America Forever (Under God)

If you still want me around
I’ll be here lying on the ground
Just getting ready now
To kill the voice inside my head
Oh, don’t even know
How much deeper it’ll go
Shut my eyes now
And look inside myself

But there’s nothing
Oh, there is nothing
Ah, there is nothing
Oh, there is nothing
But blood

I got some spit in my mouth
I’ll try to cough it all out
I think it’s leaking now
I’m sorry, I’m sorry
I didn’t mean to offend
These natural states are such bad friends
I know we love to pretend
That we’re not animals

But there’s nothing
Oh, there is nothing
Ah, there is nothing
Oh, there is nothing
But blood

Grady

Defeated

coming second place in a one v one
logging off, i'm fucking done
you're all better than me
and i can't believe it goes on and on
nothing ever seems to go my way
still forever i'm forced to play
fucking failure

i feel like a loser without any future
cut open my head and rip out the tumour
you make me wanna fucking end it sooner
let me respawn like a first person shooter

this everlasting dread
engraved into my head
you don't get it, you never will get it
i'm so fucking dead
fuck this
you don't get it, you never will get it
i'm so fucking dead

death by screen time
another wasted life
keep your head in a vice

i feel like a loser without any future
cut open my head and rip out the tumour
you make me wanna fucking end it sooner
let me respawn like a first person shooter

how it feels to be a complete loser

instrumental - creepybrook 
vocal - anti ricky , mangobitchslap creepy brook lerripunc
mixing - creepy brook / mangobitchslap

DETH//WARS #1(Feat. creepybrook, Lerripunc)

VOMNIAC - Enemy pt. 1

shoutout to the feds again u know the drill, satire bla bla bla (don't show up at my house again)
anyway heres the lyrics


i am on a killing spree
and you can’t run away
i’m gonna take your life
just like a banshee
i am on a killing spree
9mm and you bitches can’t flee

i load my gun in the morning
‘cus i’m going out
i take my AR too, so your lights may go out
i am on a killing spree
redacted

i am on a killing spree
and you can’t run away
i’m gonna take your life
just like a banshee
i am on a killing spree
9mm and you bitches can’t flee


killing spree

You Said

Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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Your suitcase by the door again, another Thursday flight
Cash folded by the bedside, boarding pass held tight
Your phone lights up—three names you won't remember
While he's asking the babysitter if you're coming home in December

You're hunting something nameless in a stranger's bed
He's drawing stick figures with two heads

You're building kingdoms out of breaking glass
Trading years for temporary heat
The deadbolt turns, the seasons pass

And small hands stop reaching when you leave
Small hands stop reaching when you leave

Watching from the corner booth, untethered and alive
You tell yourself that freedom means you don't apologize
But something flickers when a child's voice cuts the noise
The way you grip your glass destroys your poise

You're teaching him that staying isn't what the worthy do
He's learning love looks just like walking through

You're building kingdoms out of breaking glass
Trading years for temporary heat
The deadbolt turns, the seasons pass

And small hands stop reaching when you leave
Small hands stop reaching when you leave

His height marks on the wall you'll never see
Your suitcase wheels have worn a groove into the floor
The key you threw away has rusted through
Every lock you own is haunted now by you

Scrape the ink, destroy the costume clean
Let him see the person, not the scene
The deadbolt's just a choice you make tonight
There's still a door, there's still a light

But small hands stop reaching when you leave
Small hands stop reaching...

You won't take it off, the mirror knows
Another crowd, another pose
His small hand reaching through the empty air
Learning early that you were never really there

Small Hands

13. The Sewers

the only girl that i will ever need
my f150 from 1993
1993
smooth red paint job four wheel drive 
baby wont you please survive
just one more drive
just one more drive

the mechanic says yo done for! 
the mechanic says you aint gonna hit the road no more 
never gonna throw that bitch into four wheel drive
ill always remember how i cried
when they told me u aint gonna hit the road again :( 

id hit the road and id slam some gears
your center console would always hold my beer
youd hold my beer
drunk as fuck and on the run 
oh four wheel baby do you remember all our fun???
oh all our fun...

highways byways takin dirt roads sideways
id hold your wheel and youd always take us where id say
every single daaay

but now thats gone
your engine is done 
my one true love is sent to the dump
ill always remember - and youll always be
my 1993 ford f150

VOMNIAC - Enemy pt. 1

kenokap

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