Breakup Country

Bullet Hell

I Don't Wanna Hold Your Hand

Watch Me Bleed

I guess I felt sorry for you
You looked sad and blue, you looked torn and bruised
Then I took a closer look at you
There were marks on you with paint and tattoos
I thought you were misunderstood
But then I knew you weren't any good
Never met a worse person than you
I never met a worse person than you

We met up IRL taking photographs to tell your tale
Well, no one wants your autograph
Except your autistic, special ed cabal
Hell, you look really fucking dumb
Anyone can play a guitar or drums
You met up IRL
It was F-A-I-L
It was F-A-I-L

You sat around all day long
Listening to all those boring songs
You fucked around all day long
Ripping off the bong and everyone
I thought you were misunderstood
But then I knew you weren't any good
Never met a worse person than you
I never met a worse person than you

We met up IRL taking photographs to tell your tale
Well, no one wants your autograph
Except your autistic, special ed cabal
Hell, you look really fucking dumb
Anyone can play a guitar or drums
You met up IRL
It was F-A-I-L
It was F-A-I-L

I guess you need a bad guy in your life
I guess you can't say goodbye without suicide
I guess you got some problems, well I got mine
I guess I'm pretty fed up with all your lies

You met up IRL
It was F-A-I-L
It was F-A-I-L

I'm camo'd up, don't give a fuck
Shoot you down like a buck
Run you down with my truck
To the ground, you're out of luck
I'm camo'd up, suck my cock
Shoot you down with my Glock
Run you down, out of town
With my truck, I'm camo'd up
Camo'd up
Camo'd up

Camo'd up in the swamp
On the block with my Glock
Walk and talk in my Crocs
Rock and roll, I'm on patrol
Who are you? I don't know
Ammo dump into your soul
Camo'd up, out of control
Don't give a fuck in Mossy Oak

Camo'd up with 30 mags
I'm coming up, you're in the back
Sucking dick like it's fun
I'm in the truck with your mom
Camo'd up with 30 bands
Fucking up your favorite bands
Realtree Edge, my favorite brand
30 Glock up in your glands

This ain't multicam, it's Badlands
I might be a bad man
I might be the bad guy
Say goodnight, say goodbye
Realtree Edge and AP
Mossy Oak Infinity
I'm coming up, I'm royalty
I'm camo'd up, you're nobody

I'm camo'd up, don't give a fuck
Shoot you down like a buck
Run you down with my truck
To the ground, you're out of luck
I'm camo'd up, suck my cock
Shoot you down with my Glock
Run you down, out of town
With my truck, I'm camo'd up

Camo'd Up (Original Version)

You got nothing to say
But everyone to blame
You act so proud
You should be ashamed

You got nothing to do
But everything to lose
You cry out loud
You're being abused

I can see and hear
I don't really care
I don't understand
I don't wanna be your friend

I can think and feel
I don't think you're real
I don't understand
I don't wanna be your friend

I don't wanna hear from you
Hear about the things you do
I don't wanna hear you out
About what you're going through
It's a pretty simple fact
I don't like the way you act
We really can't talk it out
I don't wanna talk it out

I Wish Blocking People Would Kill Them

I'm yawning through the ceiling
And I hold on to that feeling
I end my sentence with a comma
But there's no ending to the drama

And I feel like shit
I'm too old for this
I don't want to play
But I need to win
There's no time to waste
And no room for saves
I don't want to lose
But I don't want to play

And I'm crawling in the darkness
And I'm losing all my kindness
I end my sentence with a comma
But there's no ending to the drama

And I feel like shit
I'm too old for this
I don't want to play
But I need to win
There's no time to waste
And no room for saves
I don't want to lose
But I don't want to play

Original Soundtrack (Original Version)

Lazy (Original Version)

Heavy Metal (Alternate Mix)

My Head Feels Like it's Filled with Concrete (Alternate Mix)

Everyday Weekend (Alternate Mix)

I Wake Up Screaming (Demo Version)

I Just Wish I Could Forget (Demo Version)

A Loaded Gun (Alternate Mix)

Drool (Demo Version)

Bang My Head (Demo Version)

I Don't Wanna Talk (Demo Version)

When You're Lonely (Alternate Mix)

Villain (Demo Version)

Tired of Trying (Demo Version)

Goodbye

Murder On My Mind

1965

Mkultra Victim

A Punk Song

and michael cera ruined a whole generation of white boys

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World Ruined a Whole Generation of Women

Disgusted With Myself

Left On Read

Cops Beating Down On Hippie Scum At The 1968 Democratic National Convention

You Shouldn't Be Allowed to Listen to Music If You Watch the Needle Drop

Mkultra Support Group

Egirl

Woke up again today
With no missions and zero strength
I don't know how to play
And I don't want to anyway
Need to delete this game
And go back to another save

But my hard drive's fucked
Zero charisma, zero luck
I don't have any skills
Or the XP to fix my build

The simulation's fucked
Everything and everybody sucks
NPCs hate my guts
I wanna quit, want to log off
I'm not having any fun

(My hard drive's fucked) I'm not having any fun
(Zero charisma, zero luck) I'm not having any fun
(The simulation's fucked) I'm not having any fun
(I'm not having any fun) I'm not having any fun

Life is an RPG and I Fucked Up My Build

Lost and Found

Find a way
To make them pay
Win the game
Play through the pain
Kill them all
And fuck the world
Break away
And shoot the curl

Battle city
Battle city
Battle city
Battle city
Eat you up
Chew you out
Knock you down
On the ground
Beat you up
Take you out
Knock you down
On the ground

Battle city
Battle city
Battle city
Battle city
Eat you up
Chew you out
Knock you down
On the ground
Beat you up
Take you out
Knock you down
On the ground

Battle City

I can't sleep and I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
And I don't want an apology
Just stay away from me
I can't sleep and I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
When I wake you're still in my brain
And it brings me pain it brings me

Pain into my life
Headaches and shame
Misery and rain
It cuts like a knife
Memories that won't go away
Go away
And I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
Hate, heartaches and tears
Wasted years
Memories of yesterday

I heard your name somewhere today
And I couldn't explain my state
Of mind I tried hard to find
How I felt inside and how I tried to hide
I can't sleep and I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
When I wake you're still in my brain
And it brings me pain it brings me

Pain into my life
Headaches and shame
Misery and rain
It cuts like a knife
Memories that won't go away
Go away
And I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
Because you come back to me
Hate, heartaches and tears
Wasted years
Memories of yesterday

I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream
I can't sleep
I don't wanna dream

I Can't Sleep

gunguy831 doesn't have any fun
So he shoots his guns all day long
He really misses his mom

Gun guy why you got to be such a sad guy
Those egirls aren't helping with your warped world, fucked up
World view, the federal agents coming after you
I'll pray for you
I'll pray for you

Gun guy shooting up, blowing off ewhores
They love you but don't really love you, they use you
Hey boy, use your head don't be a wasteoid
Playboy
You gay boy

Jesus Christ loves you and your mother
You'll be together, just hold it together
Jesus Christ wants you to be a lover
You loser
You fucking school shooter

gunguy831 doesn't have any fun
So he shoots his guns all day long
And he paid me to write this song

Gun guy why you got to be such a sad guy
Those egirls aren't helping with your warped world, fucked up
World view, the federal agents coming after you
I'll pray for you
I'll pray for you

Jesus Christ will love you forever
Always endeavor, no matter the weather
Jesus Christ bunked with you in the slammer
You sucker
You lucky motherfucker

Gun guy why you got to be such a sad guy
Those egirls aren't helping with your warped world, fucked up
World view, the federal agents coming after you
I'll pray for you
I'll pray for you

gunguy831 loves to shoot his guns all day long
gunguy831 loves to shoot his guns all day long

gunguy831

Beamer Boy

I got this special disease
It makes it very hard for me
To understand or realize what's advertised
It makes me seem a little weird
Say things that seem a little queer
And I think too much about this and that and such and such

Autism in my brain
I'm special what can I say
Fluoride and cell phone rays
Radiated plastic face
Yeah y'know I got some rhythm
Maybe that's just autism
I'm a special boy what can I say

I got this special disease
It's sweeping 'cross the country
If you stare too long at computer screens you might end up like me
Don't listen to celebrities
Don't listen to the companies
They wanna warp your mind, it happens all the time

Autism in my brain
I'm special what can I say
Fluoride and cell phone rays
Radiated plastic face
Yeah y'know I got some rhythm
Maybe that's just autism
I'm a special boy what can I say

Autism

I Think I Really Really Really Really Really Really Really Really Hate You

Realtree (Original Version)

NEGATIVE XP

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