90's Nickelodeon VHS Tape VS. Blue Hawaiian Hardcore
Neon Skeletons Jamming in the Basement

Roses For Darth Vader

Moldavite

TRACK LIST:

1. LOL! SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST FUCKING CATTLE, WHOOPS!
2. FISHTANK
3. PC AWARENESS
4. BURNING MEDIA 

LYRICS:

ROOT A NIGGER ON THE RACE TRACK BLITZ 
BEAT EM' WHITE UNTIL HE CLICKS RIGHT PLACE
NOT A TRIGGER JUST A FACE FACTS FIX
BE A PEG AND FIT ERASE MIGHT FACE
SEE YOU WALKIN ON THE LINE YOU HIT
MAKE YER TUMMY FEEL A LIGHT BLOWN KISS
BUT I THINK THERE IS A MIND YOU MISS
LETTIN PIGGIES SPOON YER RIGHTS WITH A FIST

HOT IRON NA ON YER ASS IF YOU BLEED MY CLASS MY FRIEND TIME TO BEND

BE A LOL AND I'M A MIND YOU BITCH 
ADVERTISING IS A CRIME AND A HITCH 
IF I HUNGER FOR A MEME SANDWICH 
I'LL MAKE MY OWN ON MY TIME, NO TRICKS.

YOU ALL LOOK SO FUCKING WEAK AND DISGUSTING AND SICK 
BUT ITS A PARTY SO HOP ON MY DICK AND LETS GET SOME PURGING OF LOATHING UP IN HERE 
ARE YOU MY FRIEND? YES ITS A FRACTIONAL FUCK
OH YEAH THATS WHAT I'M TALKING
I NEED THE FATTEST AND MOST FERTILE GOOSE TO GET BEHIND 
SO I DON'T GET LOST IN FRONT OF MY OWN BLOOD TRAILING BEHIND ME
NO DON'T DRINK THAT, IT IS FOUL.
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GONNA FILL MY MOUTH WITH FLUSTER LEAVIN LITTLE HEAVEN CLUSTERS IN MY BED
OH MY ME
SHE SAYS THATS FUCKING DISGUSTING, HOW THE FUCK YOU SLEEP IN LUSTING CRUSHED UP MEDS
AND IM FOAMING OUT MY MOUTH UNTIL I FISHTANK UP THIS HOME WITH MY INSTEAD, FUCK THAT FREE
HEAVEN DROP MY BREAD IN BUTTER THROUGH THE CHIMNEY I DON'T WANNA LEAVE MY HEAD, CAN'T YOU SEE?

I DONT GOTTA MAKE BANK IM IN MY FUCKING FISHTANK
I WORK ON MY FEAR STANK DEFEND MY LITTLE FISHTANK
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BUSY CLOWN IS SWIPING VICTIM CARD ACROSS THE CLIT
FLASH MEDALLION OF NOTHING SELF AND GET
LEGISLATIVE PROG BLANKET FRINGIES DON'T FIT
WARM AND COZY POCKET POSIES TAKE A HIT

BLOWN OUT BRAINS BABY, GOSH I THINK I FOUND WHAT IM LOOKING FOR
BLOWN OUT BRAINS BABY, HUSH I THINK I FOUND WHAT YOUR LOOKING FOR
BLOWN OUT BRAINS BABY, HUSH I THINK IN SOUNDS NO ONES LOOKING FOR
BLOWN OUT BRAINS BABY, MUSH INSIDE THE CROWN, LET IT FLAG NO MORE.

NO WORM WILL PET ON ME, APPLY THE CHRYSAROBIN
FIRE OF ANTHONY EXPEL THE REST THAN POUR IN 
THE PURE LIGHT
ERASES ME, IM PHASING 
UPON THE PLASTIC EARTH WHERE POST-HUMANS ARE GRAZING.
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BOI DRAGGIN CHAIN
MY FELLOW BLEEDERS DO YOU LOVE ME?
I THE MEME, THATS THE DREAM
IF YOU LOVE ME BABY THEN SHARE ME

ALL THE OTHERS JUST LOOK LIKE EACH OTHER
THEY ALL BURN TO A COPY FOR THEIR FRIENDS TO SHARE
AND SAY HAY LOOK AT US AND OUT INSULAR CULT OF 
NO ONES IN AN EXISTENCE THATS ONE IN ITSELF

I FUCKS WITH MY BRAIN OUT
MAD FLUX FROM MY BRAIN SPOUT 
UNTRUST WITH MY BRAIN DOUBT 
PLAY TRACKS WITH MY BRAIN POUT
GIVE FUCKS FOR THAT MEOW
NOW PLAY FOR THAT BROWN COW
HE'S RAISING THAT MOON BROW
THE SPOONS ALL IN TUNE NOW

HEY, COULD YOU TEACH BOI LOST TO GET FOUND?
COULD YOU TEACH A SQUARE BOI TO GET ROUND?
COULD YOU SHOW EM HOW TO DRIP THAT COOL
CUZ THE TRUTH IS THAT I REALLY LOVE YOU
ILL HANG MYSELF
YOUR VERY IMPRESSION OF ME ANNIHILATES MY VALUE
ILL BE RIGHT HERE
PRESSING MY COCK AGAINST THE TV SCREEN YOUR LAUGHING INSIDE OF

DONT CUT IT
PUT IT IN THE BACK OF MY MIND
YOULL REGRET IT
FRESH VIRTUE PRAY FOR EYES OF DEPRIVED 
THEIR HUNTING FOR A PLEASURE ONLY MISERY FINDS
PLEASE DONT LEAN ON ME
ITS A HOLY CIRCLE PHONY, WHO IS FRONTIN THE LINE?
ITS YOUR IMAGE IN THE CENTER THAT WAS THERE THE WHOLE TIME
WANNA THROW EM OUT OF MEDITATIVE SELF CONSCIENTIOUS BLINDS
BUT THE CHAIN OF GRAVITY AROUND YOUR NECK EVER BINDS
YOU GOTTA FEEL THE ANGER COURSING DOWN THROUGH YOUR ARMS, GRAB THE CHAIN, READ THE LABEL, MADE BY FACTORY FARMS
YOU GOTTA PULL THE CHAIN BOTH WAYS AND SAY ITS OFF WITH MY HEAD STOP THE PLAYIN AND OBEYIN FUCKING RATHER BE DEAD...

ALL MUSIC WRITTEN, PERFORMED, AND RECORDED BY:

OCEAN WEISGERBER

SAFE SPACE (EP)

i drop my head left
i swing it back right
i flail my arms up 
and break my hands against the sky

god of constant plains unbind

you know who you are
my voice brings to life
a section of stars 
in the sprawling paradigm 

will you look in your heart my mother earth
i don't want you to starve my mother earth

now you're a dead mother fucker
because you couldn't cut the fucking around
beware the archetype-less one that is bound to this sound

if resistance comes down kill their fucking AV
and lift your fleshy crosses, inanimate the process
of a zillion words colliding a front
of fractal dealt bait suffering coming out of a cunt.

Do It With Me

HeelerZ latest; freE anxietY therapY foR thE pooR~101!  After having to replace the old Computer and having no track mixer at the moment, we decided to release this first half of what was going to be a full album.  This is part one, or 101.  we hope to get back to recording soon and complete 102.  This album holds HeelerZ tradition of darkness, weirdness and rockness!

parT II. lyricS;

          hanging on, gradually less able          
          walking down an ever thinning cable
          under frail legs that prop a lead table
          wishing for everything to be more stable

          you can hear the struggle; the continuous tug
          counting one two three; playing through this lug
          hold on to the good; sweep regrets below the rug
          blanket them with dirt and fill the hole that was pre-dug (anyway)
 
          and sit there, and stare there and wait for the wall
          to come back with feedback and have an answer for it all
          as to why is it anxiety always comes to call
          and why does it always feel like life's about to fall

          and why does it seem this weirdness is too weird even for the weird
          where's the off switch for anxiety; why is it so hard to just not care

          and why can't it be like everyone else; comfy in their minds
          never even occurring to them anything that they hide behind

          hush now, throw in the towel and tuck yourself to sleep
          you may be all alone but all your thoughts are yours to keep
          and now dim your light; lay there content and slowly count the sheep
          thy inner self is always at our disposal for us to reap

          no one says that they would like to die alone
          but it can happen; into that we're sometimes thrown
          our own perception is all that we can ever own
          It's the closest thing to that thing that we can call home

freE anxietY courseS foR thE pooR

𝒜𝒟𝒱𝐸𝒩𝒯 𝒞𝐻𝐼𝐿𝒟𝑅𝐸𝒩

Essence

Honey Bees Pt. 2

tossin around, tossin around
i get the feeling i had lost
tossin around, tossin around
i get that feeling i had lost
why is it the lord then?
why is it the lord?
that i wanted to have lost
why is it the lore? and
why is it the lore?
that i wanted, two heavens?

im so nervous being me
im so unnerved when being seen
i cant remember anything
im so uncertain of all things
i wanna listen to the trees
they give me insecurity
serenading someone in a storm
i wanna feel like i have burned
don't wanna listen to anyone
its all a useless offering
its all a useless uttering

don't wanna be here anymore
you wanna listen in on me
you wanna listen in on me?
with dreams of dreams that couldn't be
i gathered all this energy
it was enough for you and me
but no one there's no one listening
no one there's no one listening

shikarawa

your so much more human than you'd really like 
just keep pretending to be who you thought you were
put on a good show so that your fear of natures unpredictability does not spiral out of control 
while the voices of higher understandings laugh at your insignificance struggling to be

Do It With Me

NAKAV

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