Don’t want it as bad as them,
Yeah don’t want it as bad as them,
Don’t want it as bad as them,
Wonder if you tried what you’d look like then

So you got a taste of fame?
When StickyDrama’s hollerin your name
Cause Photoshop ain’t your only fix

S.I.F ass mother fucker,
Maybe it’s trains or maybe it’s luck
Or maybe you’re just sucking Tom’s dick
(Oh my god!)

Getting tipsy with your friends
(You’re not real)
Bullied on the internet
(Can’t be as tough as steel)
Wondering when this shit will end
Don’t know how to feel
Because you’ll never be like them
(Never be real)

Take it or leave it not much more to say,
Aesthetic Perfection isn’t too far away,
Say you can’t see it, but it’s as clear as day,
You can’t see bones through grainy photos anyway

Don’t care, don’t care
Don’t listen to you
Don’t care, don’t-
They’ll never listen to you

PC4PC or whore for whore
They weigh less while you’re eating more
Try all you want but you’ll never be them
Never gonna back down it’s never gonna end

PC4PC or whore for whore
Don’t even try unless you know for sure
Right all along or just being mean?
That’s how it works when you’re in the scene

JUNKOREXIC

Whassup bitches it's a fucking birthday track
Y'know like Dart Darling?
Except with 12 less songs and about a third of the talent

One step, two step
Now you're gettin it
I'll show you how to dance 
Don't even stress it

I'll give you a night you will never forget
Cause when you party with us man
It's gonna be sick

Slide to the right now slide to the left
Fear is something that is hard to accept
Is it worth the reputation you try to protect?

Now come with me cause we don't have much time left 

Tearing up the dancefloor
we party together
Glasses in the air
Make this night last forever

If we have a shot, yeah
You know that we'll take it
Despite our circumstances
We'll make it, we'll make it

Rock to the beat now
Bouncing on your feet now
Go and turn the party up
We dancin in the street now

Rise from your seats now
Baby pour some shots out
Go and turn the speakers up and make it make a big sound

ALL THE PEOPLE 
PARTY'S GOING CRAZY
TAKE A DEEP BREATH MAN 
ITS GONNA BE OKAY

EVEN IF YOU FEEL LIKE THE WORLD IS ENDING
Take a deep breath man
It's gonna be okay

Alright I wanna see everybody out on the dancefloor come on

All my scene kids!
Put your hands in the air
Get crunk get crazy like you just don't care

And my emos!
Rockin fresh band flare
hXc 2step to the sound of the snare

All my punk kids!
Tearing up the pit
Move out the way or you're gonna get hit

And my goth kids!
Rockin spooky ass fits
Got that vampire style when you're hittin that shit

And my E-kids out here straight romancin
Tearing up the club with their Tik Tok dances

Grunge kids rockin their flannel jackets
Underground hits that defy the masses

Everybody on the dancefloor bring the heat
Busting sick dance moves getting down to the beat

Fuck it all my scenecore bitches
Go ahead and bring it in
It's an all night party 
Everybody's getting in

Seventeen (We Made It)

You wanna run your mouth but I’m not listening you see? 
You fucking haters all just jealous wishing you were me
“Your hair looks silly kid, your outfit sucks” I disagree 
I know you’re insecure, your comments never phase me

You can't control, it's physical
Ethereal, you'll never know
Just feel the flow, and take it slow
And let it grow, you'll never know

Run your mouth, but you're just bluffing
That's okay 'cause we're above it
No need to be mad at us
Just because we're fabulous

You wanna run that by me again?
You wanna run that by me again?
You wanna run that by me again?
I can't hear you

Running your mouth like a track star
Working your lips like a porn star
I know you wanna be the center of attention
Never mind me, I'm screen time retention 
Eyes on me like your locked to my presence
I decree you get out of my presence
We don't need wannabees
We have VIPs
Not your rosy knees
Out of detention 
I'm the birthday queen of the crunkcore scene
And you know Darling don't give a fuck about you 
I'm the dead-eyed dream of every caffeine fiend
Who dances harder when my lyrics are about you
Hear that beat below?
That 808 in your soul?
That's me finger blasting your girl
Hear what she needs you for?
Just for the rent and the Coors
She comes to me for the sex and the vodka
She likes my hair and my jeans
The flavor of my pussy and the songs that I scream Oh
In all your jealousy
You talk shit to me
And I'm just left here like

Speak Up! (feat. Xx-Dart-Darling-xX <3)

The parties dead
The parties gone
The parties passed out in its vomit in the lawn
See the photos?
See the trends?
All things colorful have come to an end
Take your clothes off
Rip to shreds
I refuse that scene is on it's death bed
Grab 4Loko
Get a grip
Take a shot cause I think you're gonna need it

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear

Where's Melissa? Where's Se7en?
Where is Dot Dot Curve when you need them?
Where's the crunk? 808s?
Where is heaven when there isn't any myspace?
It's with Korra, and Kira, and Keila
It's with Maya and the mandate that you hear
It's the Roxxers who are kickin to Xtina
We're the freedom that instills a kind of fear

Don't you wish you had glamour like us?
Where were corpses, glittering with rust?
Picture this on your damned For You Page
Death comes cause we're too fabulous
Don't you wish you were more interesting?
Less of beige and blue color dust?
Pinterest me for your aesthetic webpage
Dark Dart, Dart Darling, look me up

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear

This is cuntcore crunkcore
Scratching at your front door
We live like kings without paradise

This is fuck doll mess -core
Dead girl fucking couture
We fuck like it's going outta style

We're haunting this whole place tonight
Where the scene kids rot and the dogs fight
If you listen we howl up toward the moon
We're party animals I'll try not to bite you
We're haunting this whole place tonight
It ain't much but we had it in our short life
Crunk's dead, crunk's gone but we're still here
I guess there's something left behind when we don't fear
ABOUT THIS TRACK

Fun fact, this was a track that I scrapped from Scene Sixteen because I couldn't think of any lyrics.
CREDITS

My Friend Max gets a writing credit on this because he was the one to think of "cuntcore". Here's to you Maxwell.

Creators Mentioned (In order):
Korra Rain: https://on.soundcloud.com/mfQcY
Kirā キラー : https://on.soundcloud.com/tSv8n
xX_KeilaKreepz_Xx: https://on.soundcloud.com/JU4Nr
Maya Malice: https://on.soundcloud.com/YN4cZ
Candi Roxx: https://on.soundcloud.com/sgoj6

Please go listen to all of these wonderful musicians keeping the scene alive online!!!!

Crunk's UnDead?

Okay Fine, Maybe Crunk's a Little Dead

HAPPY HALLOWEEN BITCHES >:3 I'll add some lore to this description later, but for now I'll just say check it the fuck outttt I made 2 tracks w pizzamachine!!! Feelin rly good ab both of em, the first one is banger shit, the second one is trippy af, we're in space mferrr

anyway if u fw this, like and comment to let us know!! this was a rly fun lil project and i can't wait to collab w more rad scenesters here on soundcloud c:

Stargazing, Volume I: Kuma × pizzamachine

All Dressed Up (ft. pizzamachine)

The penultimate track featuring Maya Malice

Fuck Your Party! (ft. Maya Malice)

In the club, Friday night
Turning heads left and right

Stilettos clickin on the floor
I’ll down two shots then buy some more

Squint thru the flashing light
My eyes land upon a sight

Is that guy wearing Dior?
I don’t think I’ve met him before

I go to break the ice
And he seems pretty nice

I look close, his designer’s fake
The disappointment I can’t take

He asks me for a slice
But a broke boy won’t suffice

He doesn’t let me make a break
Approaching him was a mistake

If he ain’t got no cash then I’m gunna have to dash
I’m gunna have to dash
I’m gunna have to dash
If he ain’t got no cash then I’m gunna have to dash
I meet a bloke, find out he’s broke
I’ll be gone in a flash

This poor boy wants a piece of me
But I’m expensive, not for free,
I’m so valuable, can’t he see?
He better pay up like

I’m getting buzzed like a bee
His pickup lines so cheesy; Brie 
Chuggin Long Island iced tea
Boy, u can take a hike

I’m that bitch, star of the show
I’m not like all these easy hoes
Patience is rlly runnin low
So pay up or get out

I pop the bottles, watch em flow
You prolly shop at FiveBelow
If u ain’t got cash, time to go
Cuz doughs what it’s abt

I deserve the very best
I won’t settle for any less
R u broke or is it a test?
U won’t be taking off my dress

If he ain’t got no cash then I’m gunna have to dash
I’m gunna have to dash
I’m gunna have to dash
If he ain’t got no cash then I’m gunna have to dash
I meet a bloke, find out he’s broke
I’ll be gone in a flash

If he ain’t got no cash then I’m gunna have to dash
I’m gunna have to dash, bitch,
I’m gunna have to dash
I-I-If he ain’t got no cash then I’m gunna have to dash
I meet a bloke, find out he’s broke
I’ll be gone in a flash

NO CA$H? GOTTA DA$H!

[Original arrangement and lyrics by Ladytron, all vocals and instrumentals by me. Ladytron have always been a huge inspiration to me so I hope I did this masterpiece justice, give the original a listen if you haven't!!]

(Do you ever feel?)

(Like you know what will be happening next?)

When a menthol hit, hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes
Like a transmission, on an empty channel, all lines are closed

Taking photographs, speaking slowly through the permanent waves
The taste in her mouth that she read about earlier today

This is happening for your pleasure, at your leisure
Use your evil
When you want

When the night becomes, automatic sequence joining the day
Singing something new, someone else is sliding into your way

When a menthol hit, hooks a spatial girl in her summer clothes
Like a transmission, on an empty channel, all lines are closed

Got to get you off my conscience by Friday
On Saturday I'll be wide awake, On Sunday I'm your new best friend
On Monday learn it all again

Evil (Ladytron Cover)

[Both spoken parts are lines from the TF2 comics]

Superficially 
Artificial fallacies
Purely man or a machine?
Altered my reality 

Freak of nature, plain to see
Playing God’s no chore for me
Losing my humanity
To elements below the sea

LIVING LIFE ON BORROWED TIME
NOT SO DEAD, NOT QUITE ALIVE
STUCK IN PLACE, IMMOBILIZED
LIFE SUPPORT, ILL NEVER DIE

ALWAYS RESTLESS, NEVER DONE
MORTALS FLEE, THEY'VE HAD THEIR FUN
MUTANT FREAK, YOU BETTER RUN
IN MY VEINS, AUSTRALIUM

Ive come to realize
Eminent demise
Out of control enterprise
Decision’s not mine

Look into my fake smile
Into my dead eyes
In this place im paralyzed
Machines keep me alive

Piercing sun
Blazing guns
Never done
Australium 

Light
The last time I can see it in my life
The eyes of the naïve 
So young, so bright 
I’ll sacrifice it all to endless fight
This time, I’m still alive

Time
It seems to be no longer on my side
But I will keep it up till I get what’s mine
Once I escape this stalemate I will find
This time, the day I die

Australium

You say I’m not enough?
Because I’m just too much

Cause I got this sinking feeling
I’m not okay
I just want this to be easy
It’s not the same
Tell me just who are you really
Can you end the pain
Is this all just temporary
Is it just a game

Fucked up in the head
Feeling blue like valium
Echoes in my head with
Symptoms of delirium 

Don't wake up
it's nothing 
Unless the banging on your door 
means something

Make haste now
They're coming
Don't turn around
Or let them see you stumbling

Don't make me
Get violent 
Lord only knows 
Can't take the silence

Just see past the things you hate
Make it through another day

Fucked up in the head
Feeling blue like valium
Echoes in my head with
Symptoms of delirium 

Smile through the pain
Feel the shock through your cranium
Belly of the beast
Left devoid of any joy and fun

Belly Of The Beast

Selfishness and fear abound,
Will you sacrifice yourself? 
Left suspended upside down 
No one here to help you now 

Indecision left to swell
From choices that you made yourself 
Could’ve climbed out of this hell
Gave into the fear and fell 

All that I’ve done in life is supposed to mean something 
But all my selfish acts have led me to nothing 
I know what I have to do but im still stalling 
Rope wrapped around my feet to keep me from falling 

Halo floats above my head
Troubles better left unsaid 
Make a move or rot instead
Apathetic, left for dead 

Prison of my own design 
Still I lie and say I’m fine
Make a choice, I’d rather die
This burdens not yours it’s mine 

Syncromysticism 
It leads to one decision 
But you still doubt your vision 
Because you never listen

NO CA$H? GOTTA DA$H!

xX_KeilaKreepz_Xx

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