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All of Everything


I don't know why I exist
Maybe you don't know too
Maybe we should go and kiss
Or go and screw
That's what our parents do

Maybe we should get some guns
Go around, shoot each other
Go and shoot all our friend
Blow away sister and brother
Kill all our enemies too
Isn't that what our parents do

Live in the world
And treat it like trash
Shit in the rivers
Treat earth like ass
Make rivers into a witches brew
That's what our parents do

Make the laws and go to war
Steal resources, more and more
Need more soldiers, fuck another whole
Make the world a place
Where you don't care anymore

Hey, I'm sorry that it's true
But that's what our parents do
And the thing that's really bothering you
Is that you do it too




Parents

Oh,
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
Ohhhhhhhhb
Don't you know?

The ones we idolize
The ones we adore
They're just people like us
And They're nothing more
Something about them
No one wants to admit
Yeah, They're just like us
And everybody has to shit

Shit
Shit
Shit
Shit
Shiiiiiiiiiit

There's nothing wrong with it

When we see that hot model
With that perfect ass
Let us not forget
That she too must pass gas
Its not improper
And its not impolite
We all know a good fart
Will make us feel alright

And the rich ones
they do it too
Shit stains in underwear
It doesn't just happen
To you

It happens
To the privileged
Too

Am I being vile
Do you not want to hear
Even billionaires
Get diarrhea
Even the wealthy
Think they can squeak
Out a simple fart
But when it's something else
Do they fall apart?
Do they leave their messes
For someone else to clean?
Polish up that asshole
Layer it with Vaseline

Do the rich miss
When they piss
Leave a puddle on the floor
Leave it for the cleaning whore
Do they flush
Or let someone else
Do it for them
Yes, I wonder about these things
Mental mayhem

Rich people they Shit too
No matter what they say or do
They sit where the odor lingers
They wipe, and sometimes
Get shit on their fingers
Dont pretend it never
Happened to you
It happens to
Rich people too

When we see them
On awards shows
In the audience
Every body knows
Someone there is fasting
Somebody has gas
But let's ignore
All of that
And kiss their fucking ass
You won't see that behavior from me
Because I can see
What they are
Really.

Every living thing
Shits
Ain't no way of
Escaping it
And I didn't mention it
But it's something that matters
Is that everyone also
Carries with them filling bladders
So don't ever be amiss

The ones we idolize
Shit and piss.

Yes the ones we idolize
Shit

And

Piss



Our Heroes Do It Too

Oh,
Its so tragic
The story of you
To me
Gave up your life
To star in
Pornography
Do you think so little
Of your body
The things you'll do
Just for money

Do you wonder
If your parents
Know where you are
Are they proud
That their daughter
Is a
Porno star
Does it really matter
To you
Your occupation
Is just
To be screwed
Used
And abused

I saw a lady
Who they dropped
When she got older
Her face was worn
Her demeanor
Colder
She regretted
All the decisions
That she made
But she chose to get paid
To get laid
She got

Played

Your bosses
Politicians. Preachers
Husbands too
All wanna get a peak
Watching you screw
Half naked
Furiously releasing
Into a tissue
Thats the ultimate
Usefulness of you

Maybe she could thrive
If the world
Would let her
But she doesn't know
That she deserves better
Maybe uneducated
Or had a really hard life
Wanted a tasted of freedom
Before she became a wife
False fame and accepted
By creeps
Thats what feeds her soul
Film her shame
In a gangbang
Or a glory hole
Ejaculate on her face
Let her makeup run
All over the place

And when the camera
Stops
And they wrap up the show
They'll tell you
You are such a good girl
Here's your cash
Now go

Well,
I've done a lot of things
I regret
But nothing I've done
Is on the internet
And I won't say it
But I'm willing to bet
That you would like to erase
The time. The place.
Your face.

History won't shine
For you
Because all the things
That You chose to do
Just Another example
Of how life is so cruel
When all you want
Is easy money
False adoration
And jewels



Daddy's Jewel

Well, shit
I ain't got
Nothing to say
Every day
But I try anyway
Let me tell you how my day goes
Since I arose

Woke up at 6
Fucking late
Ain't  great
Meds got my head
Feeling groggy
Sweat at night
T shirt soggy
I take a piss
Sometimes miss
Wipe it up off the floor
No piss there no more

Go to the kitchen
And feed the cats
Eat so much
Very fat
But I like them
Just like that
Make some coffee
Instant Starbucks
No milk
Shit out of luck
Use some yogurt instead
Take a sip
Make my mouth dead

Go outside and chain smoke
Hit the bowl
Take some tokes
Oh no
Too much
Now I got anxiety
Feeling very very
Shitty
But oh well
Guess that was too much for me

Log into work
Yeah,
I work from home
Always alone
Online meetings
I wear no pants
Screen off
I start to dance
No one cares about me
But I still get
My salary

Lunchtime
Sandwich and chips
Maybe a trip
To the dispensary
To get more weed
To feed
More anxiety

Back at work
Fuck off
Til the days done
No fun
Get some emails
I bail
Tomorrow, I say
Save it for another day
No one cares anyway
They just do it
Cuz its the game we play

After work
I smoke
And dont do shit
Tell the world
I'm done with it
No more today
Need me? Go away
Gonna smoke weed
Until my lungs bleed
Watch the sun go down
Til I'm feeling tired
No longer wired
Time again
To go to fucking bed
Hope that I
Wake up dead

You wanna know why?

Cuz tomorrow gonna be the same
No matter
How hard i try


Tomorrow Gonna Be The Same

Sing
Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Jesus is Lord
Be He adored

Friends
Sisters and brothers
I'm filled with joy
For I am saved
Though I am unworthy
For I'm a sinner
I've misbehaved
But I accepted Jesus
Into this heart of mine
So depraved
I let Him in
And so the preacher
Said I was saved

That is such
A relief to me
I've been hiding
For so long
So I feel that I must
Confess my sins
So I'll do it in a soooonnnnnggggg

I am a lowly sinner
I've sinned too many times
And I'm not talking
About petty things
I've committed
Serious crimes
But I'm too smart
Or lucky
I've always got away
And now I'm saved
Hallelujah
Forgiven, and I pray

I've killed over a hundred men
Over twenty years
Mostly I would poison them
Cyanide in their beers
Or sometimes I'd choke them
Smother them in their sleep
Cut off a various body part
A souvenir
To keep

I'd hack them up
In the basement
Into several little pieces
My mind would drift while I did it
Think about killing
Their nephews and neices
I have a farm
And a lot of land
I'd feed them to the hogs
And sometimes I'd throw a bone
To one of my vicious dogs

Hallelujah
Hallelujah
I feel so free
You dont know
Just how long
Thats all been inside of me
And thank you
My Lord Jesus
For forgiving my sins
Anyone who follows you
Surely wins

Hallelujah
Hallelujah

But what should I do
Is it a sin
To keep my souvenirs
In the storage bin
I struggle with what I've done
But I'm forgiven

Amen

Say
Praise the Lord
Hallelujah 
Praise the Lord
Hallelujah 
Praise the Lord
Hallelujah 

Severed heads
Hallelujah 
Above my bed
Hallelujah 
Body parts
Hallelujah 
Frozen hearts 
Hallelujah 
 
Nightmare end

Amen
Amen

Confession Of A Sinner



Well,
Thars something I gotta say
And it ain't too popular
It truth hurts sometimes
Its true
But everybody do it
Some folks don't
Well, screw it
Have you ever taken
A good view at you?

Well, here's the truth

People look stupid when they screw
Yeah
People look stupid when they screw
Fucking licking sucking
And all that other shit we do
Yeah
People look stupid when they screw

Porno ain't really all that hot
I mean, come on
Is that all that you've got
And let's not delve into sickness
The devil inside of you
If you can get arrested for your kink
Satan's got a place for you
But let's stick to the subject
The things we like to view
That are taboo
But they're everywhere on the internet too
And they all look stupid while they screw

Mother nature
Thats what she done
Put the hot dog in the bun
For other animals, it aint no fun
Maybe one or two
But they dont look stupid like we do
When they screw

Maybe I'm demented
Brain could be fragmented
Maybe not nurtured as a child
I look kinda plain
Never had no one complain
But if there's mirrors
I must abstain
I don't wanna see myself
Not kinky
Just shame
I dont really like what I have to do
I dont like to see myself screw

When two hot people fuck
They look dumb to me
I wonder what other occupations suit them
Doctor, lawyer, nurses
Or just beautiful with curses
Dont really matter all that much to me
Just a couple wrestling hairless monkeys

Dont hate me
I hate myself plenty
As is
I just had to get this
Off of my chest
You may disagree
Thats fine
I expect it From you

But I still think

You

Look

Stupid when you screwwwwwwwww



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Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I live in
The USA
And theres something
I gotta say
Very obvious
I'll say it anyway
And I'm affected too
I won't shy away

Everywhere
The world say

USA
We know where you're at
And most of your citizens
Are very very fat
We can diagnose the problem
And determine this and that
Its just rooted in our culture

To become very very fat

Being out of shape
Seems to be the deal
Got a gym membership
Are you being for real
Do you really go
Or just use it to appeal
The part of you that screams

This aint right

Our portions are huge
And it reflects
In our size
Counting calories
Is difficult
Though it's very wise
Visitors from foreign lands
Will ask for a box to go
Its a common concept
But few Americans know

If soda pop
Is a regular on
Your grocery list
When you step on the scale
Don't get pissed
Regular or diet
Your body doesn't care
Its gonna make you tubby
Though the labels
Don't say beware

When other countries have
To make American clothes
Making proper sizes
No body knows
Extra large
Or extra extra
Still might be too tight
Outfitting Americans
Is hard to get it right
And don't complain
About the prices
When you see them
In the store
Keep it in your mind
That extra fabric
Will cost more

Consumption culture
Mastered at it best
Chunky people on the east
Stretching to the west
It use to be uncommon
Now thin is less and less
Because here's a fact,
That perhaps must be addressed

There shouldn't be reality shows
On the television
About people over six hundred pounds
Struggling to lose weight
Does it entertain you
To see human collapse?
A person who struggles
Does it make you feel better?

Is it okay to be
Fifty,  sixty,  a hundred pound over
But four hundred more
Is a line
Your mind can't cross over

At the grocery store
I lost count
Of how many people there
Carry extra pounds
And it wasn't just a few
You know what I do
Are they on you too?

Yeah,
We all gotta eat
And we all gotta move
We Americans are stuck
In a shitty groove
Extra effort
Just to be
Healthy

Go to Europe
Stay a month or two
And see how many pounds
Come off of you

Fat fat fat
Fat Americans
Yes
Fat Americans
I'm one too
But I bet I
Weigh less
Than most of you

Life is hard

And delicious

So true



Fat Americans

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