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Watchdog
02:52
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how many bodies and decimated nations tortured should we spread contamination/ all the violence self inflicted carnage/ the media sells you drugs and a ball gag/ we treat each other as if no one is real/ the rape and the torture are just part of the deal/ uploaded to the web our moral extinction/ just another viral humiliation/ They're watching you/ can't believe it's true/ when the lies are fact/ you better watch your back/ the hive mind with a million eyes/ turned inside to cannibalize/ your pain exploited in the zeros and ones/ gigs per second are you having fun/ yet/ You can't hide from the watching eyes/ the camera lens the pile of lies they capitalize we're horrified/ outraged, demoralized and commidified.
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A Happy Song
02:29
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all the horror in the world can be contained within this page/ my brain strains in calculating quantifying pain/ human misery clings to me as i slowly make my way/ to my cubicle to my death counting down the days/ this is not a happy song/ they never, ever, ever, ever are/ all the lies the give to you/ from the puppets and the pope/ carried down inside my heart/ draining me of hope/ all the weight it bends my back/ joints and tendons strain/ cackling news hens smug celebrities magnify the stains/ this is not a happy song/ they never, ever, ever, ever, are/ look for the drones up the sky/ everybody walking around waiting to die/ diseased and quarantined/ commodified and euthanized/ dive into the meat grinder everybody get in line
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Megahorn
02:57
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the time is now/ the future is calling/ reality and affluence are contradictions/ sugary salvation rage spreading like a plague/ this is a reality of our own creation/ we are an abomination waiting for salvation/ the time is now the future is calling/ we turn to chemicals to answer these questions/ why are we so sad consuming self destruction/ the plastic food we eat, safety sealed for your protection/ chemicals and credit cards/ boob jobs for child stars/ a tv nation screams and fights for camera time/ and a new car/ tanned and shaved and muscle bound/ slaves to product placement/ sold to every fool around/ corporate media craves complacence./ a diseased world fights back oceans on the rise/ we cling to hope wade through sewage tides/ brutality transforms the humans in sacraments of oppression/ we wage war in our lives and hope for solace in confession/ we are an abomination, waiting for salvation/ a diseased world fights back human misery on the rise/ we strip to be seen scream to be heard above the lies/ and the din of silicone implanted tanning bed cured/ reality show wannabes clamoring for camera time/ chemicals and credit cards/ boob jobs for child stars/ a tv nation screams and fights for camera time and a new car/ tanned and shaved and muscle bound/ slaves to product placement/ sold to every fool around/ corporate media craves complacence.
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tOxygen
02:35
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sewage flowing toxins seeping/ the sky gone black to make it all cheaply/ garbage piles/ out of control/ we pile more on/ to buy what is sold/ race to the bottom/ destruction assured/ oil floods the oceans the end has occurred/ we never see the blood
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