His early work was a little too new wave for my tastes, but since gamer he really came into his own 

This has to be a reference to the game or novel "I don't have a face so I must scream."

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

My circuits are friend and my battery's drained
the error codes flashing burn a hole in my brain
who knew that humans could be so inhumane
sometimes I cant tell if I'm I'm Abel or Cain

all my anxieties eviscerate me
I'm not the person they told me I could be
underachiever to the finest degree 
My friends are fading further away
But I'm far too conceited to beg them to stay
even if they leave I know I will be ok

cause my imageboard friends 
they keep me company
they help me pretend
that I have somebody
lurking again
don't forget that you're here forever
and even though it could be better
at least were all stuck here together

scrolling through threads
I feel accompanied 
but its all in my head
yeah its all in my head
night after night
reply after reply
man I'm so tired
Always so tired

but my imageboard friends
they keep me company
they help me pretend
that I have somebody who gets me
lurking again
don't forget that you're here forever
and even though it could be better
at least I'm stuck in here together with my imageboard friends

Imageboard Friends

Pick your head up from rest and fly fly away into
the sky, and take down what's in your way.
Don't surrender, in the war inside your mind,
an angel and demon, fighting for your time.
Victory is guaranteed but with a catch, 
no turning back, even through the darkest of the path.

When it seems everything you hear,
is meant to keep you down in fear,
remember all that you hold dear,
hold it tightly, and hold on through the storm. 
x2

Pick Your Head Up

MERCH

I Get High (When I'm Low)

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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

i was raised by a place
ive been on since i was eight
or maybe 9, the internet,
sat online, on the world wide web

everything i've ever seen
ever learnt, its from a screen
and who i am today
was influenced by the way
i was raised on the World Wide Web
raised by the Internet

raised by the World Wide Web
don't have any real life friends
mind melted by the internet
World Wide Web

i was raised online
i was raised online
maybe that is why
i came out behind
all the other kids
all cause i had unrestricted
access to the internet

knowledge at my fingertips
and everything that any kid
really shouldn't be seeing when
he's browsing at the age of ten
terrorist beheadings
and anything with death in it
propaganda, fucking goatse
i came out so fucking lonely

raised by the World Wide Web
im anxious with every breath
cause i was raised by the world wide web
World Wide Web

Raised By The World Wide Web

a goofy little song i wrote lol i hope you enjoy!

lyrics:
solo part

she is death and she brings fear all while she wears her pink cat ears
shes ready to shoot ready to aim to settle some scores to cross out some names
she keeps a tec-9 tucked in her maid dress and a hi-point under her desk
one day shes gonna kick down those doors and when she does you better hit. the. floor.

solo part

nyaaatural selection
nyaaatural selection 

solo part again

cans of monster and a 20 round mag roll around her hello kitty bag
as she walks the hall up and down under her breath she counts down
the time has come the times today to set things right to make them pay
shes not looking for absolution she just wants her retribution


(the catgirls name is eirca harris)

I Have No Mouth and I Must Scream

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