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(hushy):
drink another shot, take another pill
open up the mail, it's just another fuckin bill

we all wanna die but other times we wanna kill
not because we're angry, we're just in it for the thrill

we like to get high
in the sunshine
till our brains fry
till our brain's fried

we like to get high
and pass the day by
from the inside
on the inside

in our great endeavor
to protect our hands forever
we could all do so much better
if we just work together

but i never feel like talking
and my feet still hurt from walking
so i'm putting on my stockings
and I'm spending the rest of the day
on the floor again

on the floor again

(morg):
and y'know, i'm no dipshit
i took that as a sign
i wiped that line off the counter
i threw it in the toilet

and i thiiiiiink i've been pretty good with stimulants ever since. who knows

HIGH IN THE SUNSHINE (SPENDING THE REST OF THE DAY ON THE FLOOR AGAIN)

Hey Bad Girl

i have seen god in the drain of a shower
i have learned things that you would not believe
all that it cost me was half my cognition
the other half doubled in speed

i could not possibly count all the minutes
or all of the whippets since last i saw you
it’s nothing personal, promise i’m trying
to do things that i need to do

i have seen god outside my kitchen window
telling me that which no one could conceive; 
god can be found in whatever allows you
to customize what you perceive

Wombdancer (i've seen god in the drain of a shower)

Pull You Under

Parker Brothers Factory Fire Total Structural Collapse

LYRICS:
(BURP) YEAH.. DOES THAT SOUND FAMILIAR, BITCH?
I'M SURE IT DOES! AHAHAHAHA
BITCH IT'S MOTHA FUCKIN 4LUNG, THE ANGEL OF DEATH
BITCHES LINING UP TO WIFE ME BETTER NOT HOLD THEIR BREATH
CUZ I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH ALL YOU FAGGOTS AND FAKES
I DON’T ASSOCIATE WITH PEOPLE BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE SNAKES

GONNA RENT MYSELF A LITTLE STUDIO IN SPOKANE
FILL IT UP WITH TONS OF SHIT AND DIE ALONE IF I CAN
CUZ THE KINDNESS OF ANOTHER ALWAYS COMES WITH A FEE
AND THAT AIN’T THE KINDA SUCKA THAT IM TRYNA BE

GOT A HAND ON MY KNIFE, KEEP A PAW ON MY PIECE
I’LL REVEAL WHAT I CONCEAL WHEN YOU EXPECT IT THE LEAST
UR ASS AIN’T EVEN SWISS BUT THEY BE CALLIN YOU CHEESE
BECAUSE I CREAM IN EVERY HOLE I MAKE TO SPREAD MY DISEASE

I’M A NO GOOD DIRTY ROTTEN SON OF A FUCK
AND IF YOU WANNA BE MY FRIEND WELL THEN UR SHIT OUTTA LUCK
BECUZ HUMANS MAKE ME FEEL SO FUCKIN SICK I COULD CHUCK
VAMPIRE-ASS BITCHES ALL YOU DO IS SUCK

I’LL CONSUME YOUR FUCKIN BODY AND I’LL START WITH THE LEGS
THROW YA BONES INTO A PILE OF FECES LIKE POPE GREG (the 1st)
I DON’T CARE IF IT’S A CIRCLE IM DRIVIN A SQUARE PEG
CHEW YOUR FUCKIN FACE LIKE I’M TRIPPING ON NUTMEG

I’M A THREAT TO YOUR HEALTH
I’M A THREAT TO YOUR LIFE
I’M A THREAT TO YOUR MOTHER SON DAUGHTER AND UR WIFE
I’M THE MARQUIS DE SADE
I’M THE SAINT OF DECAY
I’M WHATEVER I GOTTA CALL MYSELF TO KEEP YOU AWAY, BITCH!
FUCK YOU!

Saint of Decay

i’m afraid of every single person i’ve ever loved
i’m afraid of each and every person who's ever loved me

gotta remind myself that god’s inside me, not above me

i’m afraid of the earth, i’m afraid of the sun
i’m afraid of having too much fun
staring down the wrong end of this gun
a new part of the end has just begun

if it seems i don’t care
forgive my thousand yard stare
i keep my back against the wall
pinned down by drugs and alcohol

i achieved all my dreams at 23,
i’ve had a real hard time thinking up some new ones.

(misery, agony
you & me keep killing me
jealousy, honesty 
honestly, it's gotta be)

ascent to the middle class seems like a chore,
safety feels impossible to score
i just don’t see the point anymore
I only ever know peace when i snore

The New 4lung Album

Thousand Yard Stare

spit on the floor

This is in part a bootleg of Regent Cid's track "Target"
https://soundcloud.com/regent-cid/regent-cid-target-klitomstrg1

target oracle grinder apparatus

DOWNLOAD:
https://4lung.bandcamp.com/album/rat-king-world-champion-2

Lyrics:

The sentiment seems void 
and all your dreams have been destroyed
and all you can think about is how bad
you fucked up yesterday

looking for a sign to guide you
asking god to hold your hand through
obligations you don't wanna deal with today

it's beautiful and it's terrifying
the fact that anyone can do absolutely 
anything, at any time, to anyone

but even if they 
find me 
dox me 
troll me 
swat me 
kill me 
mind control me 
post my nudes to 4chan 
I don't care

cause all that's in their porn collection's 
pics of girls with big erections
probly wish that they could smell my hair

know that every single hater 
is a masturbator

Every Single Hater

DOWNLOAD: https://4lung.bandcamp.com/album/rat-king-world-champion-2

LYRICS:

don't need another reason 
to hate myself any 
more than I hate anyone

dwellin' on the past
take a sip from the glass (HEY!)
my guilt won't let me have fun

how I fuck up today, how I fuck up my life
shouldn't really matter to me
cause, I'm a guilt machine
I can never feel clean
and my brain is mean to me

Guilt Machine

DOWNLOAD: 
https://4lung.bandcamp.com/album/rat-king-world-champion-2

LYRICS:
so just be nice 
and let everyone play 
so just be nice 
and let everyone play 
so just be nice 
and let everyone play 
so just be nice 
and let everyone play

DOWNLOAD

Just Be Nice (And Let Everyone Play)

ORIGINALLY WRITTEN/PERFORMED BY BRACKET 
DOWNLOAD:
https://4lung.bandcamp.com/album/rat-king-world-champion-2

LYRICS:
I keep on thinking that I've 
Seen it all before 
I can't see through the shades 
It's getting hard for you to know me anymore 
I'm hiding from the days 

And I want to keep all of my privacy 
And keep it to myself 
A circle of friends in my memory 
I hope they're doing well 

I saw sunshine yesterday 
I looked to the sky 
Then I ran back inside 
I saw sunshine yesterday 
It blinded my eyes 
It made me realize 
That I'm not missing anything 

I'm drawing pictures of myself on the wall 
They're not that flattering 
I'm singing songs that I've never heard at all 
And singing out of key 

And I want to keep all of my privacy 
And keep it to myself 
A circle of friends in my memory 
I hope they're doing well 

I saw sunshine yesterday 
I looked to the sky 
Then I ran back inside 
I saw sunshine yesterday 
It blinded my eyes 
It made me realize 
That I'm not missing anything 

I'm scraping all I can from the bottom of a jar 
So I don't have to leave 
I'm keeping shelter from a giant burning star 
That isn't kind to me 

And I want to keep all of my privacy 
And keep it to myself 
A circle of friends in my memory 
I hope they're doing well 

I saw sunshine yesterday 
I looked to the sky 
Then I ran back inside 
I saw sunshine yesterday 
It blinded my eyes 
It made me realize 
That I'm not missing anything

Hermit

DOWNLOAD:
https://4lung.bandcamp.com/album/rat-king-world-champion-2

LYRICS:
When I was a little kid my dad would never let me grow my hair out 
i always wanted long hair but he said 
"no, no son of mine's leaving the house lookin' like no girl" 
now I'm 24 years old and I got B-cups 

i can remember back in 2015 when I first started presenting as female 
some kid on my community college campus came up to me and he said 
"yo, can i ask why you're dressed like that?" 
and I said 
"Oh, yeah, I make electronic music" 

One time when i was about 4 years old, my dad was trying to get me to eat rice for the first time 
I didn't like the way it felt in my mouth, and i gagged, and i regurgitated it 
and then he got so pissed 
he fuckin yelled at me, and he fuckin made me eat that shit a second time 
he made me eat my own fuckin vomit 
shit was fucked up 

years later my garbage disposal broke in my house 
and i went downstairs to help my roommates fix it 
and there was just mushy fuckin globs of rice all over the floor 
and suddenly i started feeling like i was in severe danger 
and i was like "what the fuck is happening to me?" 
and then it dawned on me 
that I'm fuckin traumatized 
and soggy rice is my trigger (lmao)

Soggy Rice

get it here:
https://4lung.bandcamp.com/album/rat-king-world-champion-2

Interlude

Grab the NEW Rat King World Champion (RKWC) EP here: https://dalmatrix.bandcamp.com/album/blue-collar-street-racing-tour

this is a song that i wrote after learning that One of The Biggest Propagators of My Callout Was a Moral Orel Incest Shipper

LYRICS:
I don't give a fuck if you do different drugs than me
I don't need your alcohol because I've got my ecstasy
And I do not believe in telling people what to do
And if you were actually an anarchist then so would you

I don't give a fuck if you don't fuck the same as me
You're a basic normie bitch who's never even swallowed pee
But I'll bet you every single penny I have ever owned
That you have a couple dirty little secrets of your own

Dirty little secrets
Dirty little secrets
Dirty little secrets
Of your own

Dirty little secrets
Nasty little habits
Those dirty little secrets
When you're home all alone

You should be ashamed of yourself
For being so ashamed of Your Self
The establishment wants you to
Buy into all of the taboo

Every single human being that you have ever known
Has a couple dozen dirty little secrets of their own
And you
You know you've got them too

RKWC - Little Secrets

NEW RAT KING WORLD CHAMPION EP OUT NOW: https://dalmatrix.bandcamp.com/album/blue-collar-street-racing-tour

LYRICS:
transgender girls want to love each other
transgender girls all hate themselves
transgender girls all hate each other
i wish trans girls could love themselves

maybe it’s a curse
or a fucked up hex
all the kicking and the screaming 
and the drugs and the sex

cast a spell, raise some hell
cause no matter what’s next
we've got hope in our hearts
and apples in our necks

we love to bitch 
and we love to fight
just to prove we exist
every single day & night
we’re sick in the head
and our money’s always tight
but we’re here to fuck up
that’s our god given right

we love to piss 
and we love to moan cause
we feel that we all have to face the world alone
and time and time again all the evidence will show
is that god hates fags who take girly hormones

RKWC - Transgender Girls

I want to be more
Than another revolving door
Giving love infinitely and
Never burning out on anybody

Sick of leaving all these tears and
Amplifying all your fears
That maybe I'm exactly, oh
I'm exactly who I was these past two years

These Past 2 Years

BUY: https://rawrdcore.bandcamp.com/album/sentimental-illness

LYRICS:
my clothes are wet in really weird places
i recognize your voice but i’ve never seen your faces
mom‘s passed out and dad is a racist
so every time i see a clean wall i deface it

A C A B F T P

ALL COPS ARE BASTARDS 
FUCK THE POLICE

I DON’T WANNA LIVE IN A SOCIETY
WHERE I’M TREATED LIKE A AAA BATTERY

i just wanna rave and fuckin party so i’ll take another hit of that 2C-B
i’m living in a world that wants to kill me but at least i got you and you got me
I COULD NOT HEAR WHAT YOU SAAAID TO MEEE
IN YOUR RAINBOW DAAASH KIGURUUUMMIII

i’d had a tab of acid, maybe two or three
and i think you were telling me that you had to go pee
so we wandered off into the woods to find a place to be
where you wouldn’t be seen by our furry family

THAT PACIFIER IN UR MOUTH WAS SO FUCKING CUTE
ALL THAT I COULD THINK ABOUT IS HOW I WANNA KISS YOU

A C A B F T P

ALL COPS ARE BASTARDS 
FUCK THE POLICE

I DON’T WANNA LIVE IN A SOCIETY
WHERE I’M TREATED LIKE A AAA BATTERY

BUY: https://rawrdcore.bandcamp.com/album/sentimental-illness

LYRICS:
hit my head against this wall so many fucking times
feel the drywall caving in around my outline
landlord tells me my deposit is as good as spent
i don’t give a fuck, it’s not like i've been paying rent
(x2)

i think im losing touch, 
my mind is somewhere else,
im looking at my phone, 
killing my mental health,
this is a cry for help, so if you hear me please,
somebody help me please help me
cure my disease 

I WANNA DO A MILLION WHIP-ITS TILL MY BRAIN EXPLODES
I WANNA STAY IN BED AND NEVER PUT ON ANY CLOTHES
I WANNA SMOKE UNTIL MY MOTHER FUCKING LUNGS EXPLODE
SLEEPING THROUGH ANOTHER HUNDRED SHITTY EPISODES

I WANNA DYE MY HAIR AND TEASE IT TILL I'M LOOKING SCENE
I WANNA BURY ALL MY THOUGHTS IN LINES OF KETAMINE
I WANNA KILL MY DAD AND FEED MY MOM PSILOCYBE
AND DROWN TO DEATH INSIDE A POOL OF LIQUID DOPAMINE

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