GO CRAZY GO STUPID
GET CRUNK AND PUT YOUR HIPS INTO IT

It's that bitch
Dart Darling
And you've seen me, 
I'm the scene queen of darkness

And ironically erotically of heartless
Skinny bitches that'll eat out ur heart

And I heard that you wanted a track list
Full of crunk and not that summertime sadness
So scene kid summer droppin crap hits
My mic cracks harder than my Lux kit 

Doing shit for the nostalgia 
Grainy pics like underwater
A Dsi in a dirty mirror
A Razr camera ain't never been clearer
But it's clear to me we need a refresh
A vacation, day-trip, and a new dress
Bust out some glitter and let's regress
Let's party it down and play some Cash Cash

We've been too damn hot in the too damn cold
Wearing shutter shades in the great indoors
Doing our homework like we're lame and old
Our youth is for fun but we're stuck in the mold
But this summer is different; I can smell it in the air
The suns a disco, wanna be out there
Pour me a cup and set the volume to blare
Lets get drunk and play The Millionaires

(again but screaming)

We've been too damn hot in the too damn cold
Wearing shutter shades in the great indoors
Doing our homework like we're lame and old
Our youth is for fun but we're stuck in the mold
But this summer is different; I can smell it in the air
The suns a disco, wanna be out there
Pour me a cup and set the volume to blare
Lets get drunk and play The Millionaires

Sc3n3 K1d Summ3r XP

They be like "boo that's a bomb ass outfit" I be like "thanks, it's from Hot Topic"

You see your fame will elevate
I'll give you something to celebrate
Hit me up on MySpace
Add me to your top 8

I wanna buy band tees
I wanna buy Invader Zim
I want Hello Kitty
I wanna buy whatever's in

You can understand quite easily
If you buy two of these
You can get one for free
Just leave the explaining to little ol me
Now the register is weird with the way it does the math
But it takes me a minute to explain sales tax
I can solve your problem with a very simple ask
just buy more stuff

Come on girl just go and throw up your hands
Scientifically engineered to make you wanna dance
Our exploitation of the teenage market's quite advanced

Hot Topic

Got down on my knees, and prayed to god
Make me a scene queen, and make me hot
He looked down at me with those undead eyes

And all he fucking gave me was an eating disorder and a caffeine addiction

I can feel it in my chest
Maybe I just need some rest
But if this is for the best
Thoughts in my head I detest 

Anything I could ever want's at my fingertips
But does it even matter if my life is meaningless? 

I feel it rotting away like I'm a zombie
I feel it crushing me like...

I sit here wasting my life away every sunday
Waiting here hoping I'll get to paradise someday 
But what's the point if it all can get taken away? 
If Jesus rose from the dead then isn't he a zombie? 

Post-apocalyptic they prophesize the end of days
Sinners go to hell where they get devoured by the flames
Still I can't see what any of this shit has to do with me
Why should I listen to the mumblings of a zombie

BAD MAN, BAD MAN 
CAN'T YOU SMELL THE DEATH, MAN?
LIMPING FORWARD, REACHING OUT
I TREMBLE AS THE DEAD STAND 

CHRIST IS BORN AGAIN TODAY
BUT THROUGH SOME DEMONIC WAY
CAREFUL CHILDREN RUN AWAY
YOUR SAVIOUR'S COME TO EAT YOUR BRAINS

If only I knew what happens to me after death
Inside my casket covered in rhinestones and zebra print
Have all these conflicting messages gone to my head?
Lying all alone at 2 am in my bed

Is there just nothing at all that comes after this?
Exhale my final breath and subsequently cease to exist
Spirits, ghosts, reincarnation or something else that I missed
All things considered thank fuck thank I'm an aethiest

If Jesus Rose From The Dead Does That Make Him A Zombie

Happy Friday the 13th and Happy Halloween!

(Don't touch him! Touch him and I kill you)
(You can't kill me; I'm not alive)

There is a theory bout
Where we go when we die
That the Catholics pedal
With the spirits in the sky
But I think hot girls;
We never really die
Through our processes our consciousness will be online
Hot Girls Never Die
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive
Hot Girls Never Die 

Part of the synthesizer lives in my head
Where the speakers out the graveyard stay raising the dead
"Dart Darling! Crunk's UnDead?"
Bet you never heard of her
Bet you'll never be like them

I am part of the machine that makes you move your feet
I am each and every one of you beholden to the queen
I am the queen
I am the hive minding shuffling
To what we can't observe
For what we are uncovering (I'm whatever you want me to be)

There is a theory about 
Where we go went we die
That there's mockery of
Sins like lust and greed and pride
What would I know? 
I'm just a party girl
I wanna see it when I'm uploaded outside the world
Hot Girls Never Die
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive
Hot Girls Never Die 

Sex Doll
Sensual
It's all Pre-textual
Tell me that you want me babe
Dystopia's so sexual
It's high conceptual
Capitulate susceptible 
Immobilized and silicone
It's anti-intellectual

Buy me trade me sell me use me
Be the thing that you wish you'd be
I can't stand it when you to-ou-o-ouch me
There's errors in my head
You carry me to bed
You cannot kill me if I'm already dead

There is a theory about 
Where we go when we die
That its clean and pure and
Expulsive and deathly white
Modern architecture seems to it pretty well
Think I'm living in a digital teenage hell
Hot Girls Never Die
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive
Hot Girls Never Die 

Just a machine-ine-ine-ine

(01000110 01010101 01000011 01001011 01001101 01000101)
(Zero One Triple zero One One Oh
Zero One Zero One Zero One Zero One
Zero One Triple zero zero One Oh
One oh Zero One Zero One oh
Oh Zero Oh oh One One Zero One
Oh One Triple Zero One Zero One)

SHOOT ME IN THE FUCKIN HEAD
KILL ME KISS ME FUCK ME DEAD
ROTTING BREATHING HEART MACHINE
I AM WHAT REMAINS UNSEEN
SHOOT ME IN THE FUCKIN HEAD
KILL ME KISS ME FUCK ME DEAD
I see fucked up little dreams
I see things that no one else sees

What do you think happens when we die?
(I THINK WE DECOMPOSE I THINK OUR MAMAS CRY)
Wh-wh-what do you see behind our plastic eyes?
(I THINK I SEE THE SUN I WISH THAT I COULD CRY)

Hot Girls Never Die (There is a theory bout where we go when we die)
Dead Girls Online
Can't kill me; im not alive (There is a theory bout where we go when we die)
Hot Girls Never Die 

(Oops! I think your saved game is corrupted. Just kidding!)

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Sampled voice credits (In order):
Ben Lambert
Bryan Dechart
Barbara Weber-Scaff

You can't kill me, I'm not alive

[Thanks to Dart for featutring!! https://soundcloud.com/xx-dart-darling-xx-3]

Going out to the club this weekend
Hope you're ready to get on the floor and dance
Skipping trips, planning this all season
I requested off three weeks in advance

Bumming cigarettes and smoking out the windows
Passing streetlights and running over potholes
Got the playlist bumping
Feel the buzz take hold
Midnight air and gasoline
It never gets old

Left and right turns all down the street
The crew is looking fire turn up the heat
You know we got the swag that can't be beat
Feel the night air against your cheek

High-beam headlights
We live that nightlife
Booze, money, drug highs
Wake up it's show time
Girls, friends, good times
This is the highlight
Cause we're all gonna die
Let's live our best life

Cause we're all gonna die
Let's speed by 35
Let's take the turns like a Nascar truck
Let's turn the tricks for couple more bucks
Let's take our chances or take the drugs
The dj paid for it, I'm gonna chug
The tables turning, put your fucking hands up
The room is spinning, think I'm gonna up-chuck (Ew!)
Let's take a joyride, cause baby this the highlife
The party scene is making bills
Look like Jersey, pay like the Hills
Let's take the next right, now don't you stop till daylight
You'll be Paris, I'll be Nicole
You'll be Jwoww I'm still Nicole!

High-beam headlights
We live that nightlife
Booze, money, drug highs
Wake up it's show time
Girls, friends, good times
This is the highlight
Cause we're all gonna die
Let's live our best life

Goin' out, goin' out 
Goin' out, goin' out
Welcome to the scene
Gonna make you scream and shout
Goin' out, goin' out
Goin' out, goin' out
Get with it or get out
Tonight we're goin' out

Taking over, never sober
Party till the night is over.

Goin' Out (ft. xX-Dart-Darling-Xx <3)

Thanks to Dart for the guest vocals <3 https://soundcloud.com/xx-dart-darling-xx-3

Trespassing, With Dart Darling (Skit)

[tysm to Reagan for featuring!!]

Say you heard about a party?
And not to tell nobody
You said you're sneaking out?
And got no driving buddy

I got my license half a year ago and what now?
Guess I'm the asshole with the car, we're driving downtown

Lights up
Buckle your seatbelts 
Air is stuffy
Roll down the windows 

You're drunk
I'm going crazy 
I'll keep my composure
I'm just the driver

I'll be your trip-sitter-go-getter
Your snack and drink filler
Never would you reconsider
I drive, I'm not bitter

You've got the keys to my heart, but you keep crashing the car
I'll call your number sometime, but we wont get very far

Now there's a bump in the road, I think we just killed a man
He wore a hat and a scowl, I'll drive as fast as I can

I have a license, it doesn't say my name
I'll watch it burn, yeah, I'll toss it in the flame
I never knew a girl like me could be ashamed
I never thought a juggalo could be so lame

Designated Driver (ft. RammySaturn)

Video games are bad for you…
Bad for you…
Bad for your kids

Negative thoughts get in your head…
In your head…
Make you sick 

I heard about this new arcade down the street 
They got a cabinet there they say can not be beat 
And those who try fall in too deep
They wake up screaming seeing colors in their sleep 

Government persons with scientific vocations
Men in black suits are stealing your information 
Having bad dreams and vivid hallucinations 
Addictive new mechanics and sensory deprivation 

Plug me in and turn me on
Pop in a quarter and lets begin
Forget about your Pac-Man, Galaga, Tron,
Shockwaves passing through your cranium

Play again, something's up
Victims to MK Ultra
Straining through the brainfog
Trying to see the end of this 
Polybius

My life seems empty and I'm feeling down
Like I'm surrounded by a dark grey cloud
But when I close my eyes I hear those sounds
Those flashing lights are all that's there for me now

All alone, sold my soul
Can't say no, don't let go
Losing hope. comatose
Audio, video

ISOLATED, ALL ALONE
CAN'T ESCAPE I SOLD MY SOUL
LOSING HOPE, COMATOSE
AUDIO AND VIDEO

I CAN NOT ESCAPE FROM THIS
WHAT IS REAL? I'VE LOST MY GRIP
BROKEN PSYCHE, CAN'T BE FIXED
WHO'S TO BLAME? POLYBIUS

Polybius

[Samples are from "Archive Announcement 2", "Compilation #1", and "XD64B8_14EC7D7E1FC12_000.ppm" by The June Archive And Restoration Project]

I have a complex view of nostalgia
A man-made tool to remember things you’re fond of
Memories are subject to mistakes and distortions
Nostalgia is a weapon you can use to exploit this

All alone 
But you keep dreaming
You’ll grow old
But the memories aren’t leaving

Trapped awake in the dead of night 
Trying to figure out how to say goodbye 
Wishing you could just go back in time
Buddy, come with me and close your eyes

Heard you wanna go back in time
Just take a look inside your mind
Memories and better times
Here inside your DSI

I know how to set you free
Just take a breath and trust in me
Soon enough I’ll make you see
I’ll remind you of the good times 
so come play with me

Now that I've got you right where I want you
Dangling the answers in your face just to taunt you
Internet acquaintances will laugh and say it's not true 
Even then, I'll occupy their thoughts and spread to them too

The only way to get what you want is to take it
The only way to change a person's mind is to break it 
Time is of the essence so we better get it done quick
Going back and changing things in ways that I see fit

Fuzz

[Parts of the lyrics/melody are referenced from "Killing Rabbits Anymore" by Dropping A Popped Locket]

We buy three piece suits just to die in them
We dig great big holes just to lie in them
Going for a night on the town getting all dressed up
All these zombie bitches got my head fucked up

Caffeine, nicotine, with a side of cannabis
perfume, hairspray, with a touch of rotten flesh
pretty pink glitter over bloodshot eyes
Zombie whore insomniac, barely alive

Pretty little bitch yeah you look like a monster
Good for nothing kid crawled from 6 feet under
It's not fair
Got your whole life  Ahead of you 
Don't care
Throw it all away for the views

Young, dumb, and sick see you banging down death's door
Clothes all ripped, girl your makeup is an eyesore
Big hair
Living fast just to die young
Blank stare
We've got nothing to run from

We wear designer makeup just to cry in it
Giving bitter farewells and suicide wishes
Yeah you know our brains tuned to mush but our hearts won't stop
No hope left we've already given up

Brass knuckles, rhinestones, studs missing from our belts
Say the scene is dead but we’re dragging it back up from hell 
Say our lives are over but we still want more
Get into it bitch, this is dead girl couture

You can see them, in the night
Hear the screaming, what a sight 
Terror in the streets follow something truly bizarre
Pretty little bitch but you know they’ll never get far
Figures in the fog leave footsteps in dead leaves
Echoes of the past show in faces of dead teens
Pull up with designer makeup on our faces
A long rotted archive of old friend spaces
The living slam their doors while the zombies get crunk
They claim the scene is dead but we’ve only just begun

I Was A Teenage Scenester

[This started off as a joke but I ended up liking the instrumentals and we got carried away. I’m sorry in advance LMAO]

[Samples are from Invader Zim (specifically “The Nightmare Begins”) and a clip of Spy’s VA lol. Thanks again to Reagan for featuring!!]

I see you in your dress
You stand out from the rest
I am hard to impress
So will you pass the test

Hey queen, like your vibe
So clean, with hella style
Say cheese, and give a smile
Join me, and stay a while

She call me grilled cheese just from the way I pull
I call her chimichanga because she makes me full
I’m like a breakfast buffet, all that you can eat
I’m out here on a silver platter, just accept defeat

Everything’s good, man, leave me a call
Blowing up my phone like my name is Saul 
The club is a war zone, technicolor brawl
Beat like a bullet, shatter your skull 

Get up off the grill
Or you’re gonna get burned
Put it up bitch
Give you what you deserve 
Get up on the floor
I’ll make you see
You’ll be my grilled cheese
You’ll be my grilled cheese

If I’m a grilled cheese
Then come and take a bite
Got the stove turned up
And imma start a fight
Got the gooey, gushy goodness
I’m a dairy delight 
Bitch got 8 enriched buns
Call me classic white

I serve with chips, serve with greens
If you fuck up the crust then I’m getting mean
RammySaturn knows shit about being scene
This track is fucking art 
This ain’t obscene

Motherfucker eat it up 
And bon appetite 
Maya Malice and I are a god damn great
If the cheese too hot then bitch you’re weak
Go back to the cold
Bye bye and retreat 

Cheese, tomato soup 
Because I got her red
The way I’m dipping in and giving head
I may still be a Virgin but my bed
Is something like a loaf of bread

You can try but I’m the best 
Blow your shit away, honey, you can bet
It’s a solid structure like a Lego set
Call me master builder while we’re having sex
She suck my dick and it go woooo 
She play that shit like a kazoo 
She make my dick go loop de loo 
Every time we do the do ;)

Thought that shit was mega blocks 
Nah that’s just my mega cock
Dick so big they call me Duce Megatherion 
Over 100 inches call it supercentanarion 

Weirdcore butthole call that a whathole 
I drank too much pewdiepie and now I think I’m gonna die 
I’m gay and he has a scooter

Grilled Cheese (ft. RammySaturn)

Crunkcore n other scene shiz. I'm still new to SoundCloud and music production so any feedback is appreciated :P

Designated Driver (ft. RammySaturn)

Maya Malice

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