*Vocal Contest 2024*

Lyrics and vocals by Luke Street 
Instrumental by Jacob Lizotte 

Title: The Worst Pieces Of Us 

This fight has worn me out 
It’s far less painful on the ground 
Getting up has got too hard 
When you keep pushing me down 

I didn’t 
Know you were tucked underneath 
You hid so well 
My fucking disease 

The universe is dead 
Theres nothing left 
No remnants of life 
No existence of time 
The death of the earth 
The death of the worst 
Pieces of us 

Wake me when you need me 
I will lay right here 
Dead in the dirt 
Worm food 
I’ve found my minds 
Never really been here anyway 

I can’t listen to you anymore 
Close your mouth 
The amount of shit that fucking dribbles out 
You really are an asshole 

The universe is dead 
Theres nothing left 
No remnants of life 
No existence of time 
The death of the earth 
The death of the worst 
Pieces of us 

Commit genocide 
Destroy my quality of life 
Commit genocide 
Destroy my quality of life

The Worst Pieces Of Us

Title: New Nightmare 

Laughing flatly 
Smiling With a hint of sorrow 
Sighing deeply 
Gazing with a distant look 
Yet Staring blankly 

Speaking with a tinge of regret 
Drowning with defeat 
Breathing with a touch of anxiety 
Tapping in 
Irritation 
That you’re always causing me 

Roaring with rage 
Grinning with malice 
Eyes blazing 
Yet shadowed with pain 

Laughing manically 
Smirking darkly 
Eyes narrowing 
Yet gleaming with madness 
Speaking with venom 
Growling with contempt 

Breathing raggedly 
Smirking darkly 
Eyes narrowing 
Pacing with aggression 

Come on! 

They’re coming! 

They’re coming to slit my throat! 

Well fucking slit it!! 

I am just another body 

I mean nothing to you!! 

New nightmare 
I hate the facist overtones 
New nightmare 
Dystopia 
New nightmare 
I’m not your slave! 
New nightmare
New nightmare

Luke Street

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