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Blackpill The Public

I Told Antifa To Shoot Up Virginfest

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Relationshit (Feat. Belowground)

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Work so much to pay my rent
I'm working 12 to 8 (PM)
I have no life outside my job,
No time to masturbate.

Bust my ass just to show for something,
in attempts to earn a raise!
Stacey-new hire: 2 weeks in,
is getting twice my pay.

(Chorus)
I am a wage slave,
I'm Fucked, no drive at all
My life has stalled.
Because I am a wage slave,
I'm cucked, it's so over
Ill end it all.

(verse)
Work so hard to feed myself,
don't even get a break.
"Retail-induced Racism"
has filled my heart with hate.

I don't care for a
gosh damn customer,
I'm running off 2 hours of sleep!
Constant drain of my social battery,
I have no sense of self esteem.

(chorus)
I am a wage slave,
I'm Fucked, no drive at all
My life has stalled.
Because I am a wage slave,
I'm cucked, it's so over
Ill end it all.

(Bridge)
Feelings flooding, no empathy.
I bet that fat bitch pays with EBT.
Faking smiles, I have to pee.
My Co-Worker called out,
so it's just me.

(verse)
I don't care for a
gosh damn customer,
I'm running off 2 hours of sleep!
Constant drain of my social battery,
I have no sense of.... me

(chorus)
I am a wage slave,
I'm Fucked, no drive at all
My life has stalled.
Because I am a wage slave,
I'm cucked, it's so over
Ill end it all.

Because I am a wage slave.
I am a wage slave

E-CEL Motel: Wagiecore

Wage Cuck Anthem

Verse 1
Lay me down in the velvet clinic
White coats grin, oh it feels so cynic
Candy-colored demons in a plastic case
Open wide, taste the chemical embrace

Dripping sins off the blister pack
Doctor swears it’s the thing I lack
Push it in, let the sugar split
Tell me, baby, how deep is it?

Pre-Chorus
Your prescription tongue tastes like sin
I want the madness crawling in

Chorus
Pills, pills, and more fucking pills
Dress me up, give me all your thrills
Pretty little side effects, bite my skin
Baby, let the crazy come pouring in
Pills, pills, and more fucking pills
Cut me open, swallow what kills
Every color shining just for you
Makes me look insane, yeah it pulls me through

Verse 2
Powder saints line my silver nightstand
Blessed by a trembling, holy hand
Smile injection, shot through the brain
Heaven’s dealer whispering my name

Crimson tabs with a cherry burn
Every swallow feels like a turn
Twist my heart with a toxic kiss
Oh darling, I’m addicted to this

Pre-Chorus
Your prescription tongue tastes like sin
Pull the needle, drag it in

Chorus
Pills, pills, and more fucking pills
Dress me up, give me all your thrills
Pretty little side effects, bite my skin
Baby, let the crazy come pouring in
Pills, pills, and more fucking pills
Cut me open, swallow what kills
Every color shining just for you
Makes me look insane, yeah it pulls me through

Bridge
(Come closer, closer...)
Wrap me tight in your sterile hands
My trembling soul is your contraband
I’m not healing, I’m not clean
I’m a cursed machine on dopamine

Final Chorus
Pills, pills, and more fucking pills
I’m alive as the fever spills
Pretty little side effects, own my skin
Baby, let the crazy keep storming in
Pills, pills, and more fucking pills
Paint me numb, bend me to your will
Every color screaming just for you
Makes me look deranged, but it’s all for you

🔞 pills pills

Este álbum es un manifiesto y un grito de guerra contra la hipocresía del mundo moderno. Cada canción expone, sin filtros, las heridas de la sociedad: la vanidad que devora a la juventud, la indiferencia ante la destrucción del planeta, la injusticia que oprime a los más débiles y la alienación que ahoga la autenticidad.

A lo largo de este viaje, los olvidados y los rebeldes encuentran su voz. Las historias narran la lucha de los inadaptados, la crítica a quienes prefieren la superficialidad antes que la verdad, y la denuncia de la doble moral que persigue al individuo desde todos los frentes.

El álbum revela las marcas de un mundo corrompido por la codicia, la falsa moral y la obsesión por la apariencia. Es un espejo brutal de la sociedad, donde cada estrofa cuestiona las reglas, desafía el conformismo y muestra la fuerza de quienes no se rinden ante la mediocridad y la injusticia.

Malditos Bastardos de una Sociedad de Mierda y Asociados no solo cuenta historias; las enfrenta, las desnuda y las transforma en un acto de denuncia y de conciencia sobre lo que el mundo se está llevando y lo que aún podemos salvar.

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