The Crime (instrumental)

Relax

Systems (EP)

5 Minutes (instrumental)

hate the government

I hate my neighbor.

I'm not drunk to remember my next line.

But at least I have it written down for next time. 

I hate sexual assaulters. 

But I support one. 

Fuck you GG Allen,

Spawn of the devil's son. 


Fuck you I hate it. 

Fuck you degenerate

 

What's my name,

Everything looks the same when it hits the floor. 

She's sucking dick behind the building,

Betty is a whore. 

O my god

Suck my dick

O my god

Suck my dick.  


Fuck you I hate it. 

Fuck you degenerate

 

Fuck you I hate it. 

Fuck you degenerate


When I say fuck it all

And forget the world,

It's because of you,

And I want to hurl. 

So now these secrets you will keep. 

When I leave you dead in the fucking street. 


Fuck you I hate it. 

Fuck you degenerate

 



Punk Rock

It feels so weird

Walking down the street. 

There's instant tension 

As soon as our eyes meet. 

Constanqt fear, of the unknown. 

Regardless of how much kindness is shown. 


Petrified, just to say hello. 

Conversations incomplete,

By all this useless tv. 

An early grave,

Is sought out by you. 

If they can get to me,

They can get to you. 


Ate my way, through the pain. 

Ate my way, through my mistakes.

But ain't no way I, started this game. 


Give up control. 

Give up your hold. 

Let go of everything you've been told. 

What better comfort

Than the parenting of an iphone. 

No worries my child,

Its not to late.

Get your ass up from this vegetable state. 


Keep fighting them off, 

It worth your while. 

Or else your blood will

Be splattered on title. 

You've just witnessed a murder

With guts and gizzards. 

The greatest loss,

Her character. 


If you ask me I think zombies ate my neighbor. 


Ate my way, through the pain. 

Ate my way, through my mistakes.

But ain't no way I, started this game.



Zombies Ate My Neighbor

LA, city of angles. 

But a city,

Ran by the devil. 

Skyscraper,

Lots of paper. 

Ghettos make me sick. 

A day in the life of the projects. 


Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair. 

Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair. 


Regulations, don't mean anything. 

When your not,

Treated like a human being. 

Homelessness,

Lost of carelessness. 

Doing whatever to increase the sickness. 


Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair. 

Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair. 


Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair. 

Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair. 


Regardless, of it's cause. 

Still leaves them,

All in an aw. 

Pridefulness,

In making them, crackheads. 

Now get a job. 

Disenfranchising them will cause them to stop. 


Gangs, on every street. 

Be just like them,

Hey mom, this is neat. 

Over policing, 

Parents screeching. 

Give me my son,

An overpriced home, capitalism has won. 


Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair. 

Ghettos everywhere. 

Pollution's in my hair





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