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WEAPON YZ III

by WEAPON YZ

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I want to know, what are you thinking? I want to go, tell them we're leaving I want to know what I've been missing I just want to know if you were listening I want to hear this fucking album But first I gotta write it First I gotta fight it Life is just so beautifully fucked up I don't see people any more I just see humans Politicians text erect pics claim they are addicted And we smoke weed every day just cause we can't stand the alternatives Making friends with enemies to spite our past dead selves Losing fights with self esteem creating black niche hells And I wonder how twisted your circulatory system has become And I want to know what the inside of your skeleton looks like We are two dead vultures feasting on each other Freelance performance art: makeshift Soul = crush And there's a few more lessons I gotta learn the hard way I don't relate to you any more
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BLACK SHEEP 02:17
They're fixing me up as the black sheep Hey man, how's it going, how's your day been so far? You know man, things are no worse than they typically are On the face life is fine and I've got to insist I've got pretty damn good at popping all the cysts I've got money in the bank, not a lot but enough I've got like five damn bands and they all fucking suck I've got no ambition I've got nothing to prove That's why we make a fucking racket in back band room We sit and hit the green and we think about the meaning and we think about the meaning of life (WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE) LIFE LIFE LIFE Being alive weirds me out ALL THE TIME ALL THE TIME I AM THINKING ALL THE TIME Words going through my head more words more words Still alive still thinking still going STOP TALKING STOP THE NOISE STOP THE NOISE KILL THE SPEAKERS CUT THE CORDS BRING A SILENCE TO THE PAIN CUT MY EARS AND STAB MY BRAIN Machine gun music as medicine therapy Yelling throats horse to inspire your trajectory I won't freak out, I won't freak out, I won't freak out today Today's just like, today's just like, any other day
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Mountain climb, fever hill Liquor bug, shroom surreal You wanna trip? Field path, picturesque The Beam we follow toward the rest You get sick. Hysteria, raving madness Group delusion, full detachment Damien iconoclast Inherit the forgotten past Entitled to a treat to take the time from my beat and taste the pheromones emanate from the meat Well good, I'm getting hungry, give me something to eat And take a quick retreat You've got me acting all erratic from the shit that you talk Just past the lie detector cause my standards are shot One tenth up this mountain give it all that you got. Are you coming or not? Impregnate silence with unspoken words When we fuck first - And save the questions for never Entitled to a treat to take the time from my beat Repeat the easy targets satisfying like sweets Ask for my validation give you a pass with the 'D' Now your training's complete You've got my work ethic up like the piston you cleaned But my processes shot with the chemical cling Yeah pass the handicapping glass ignition machine We live and breathe Impregnate silence with unspoken words When we fuck first - And save the questions for never I thought it'd work out - I thought it'd get better Oh well, whatever Feed me those rocks I don't wanna feel no more Tooth Grinder Hysteria, raving madness Group delusion, full detachment Comedown companionship Excuse to slip into the rift Feed me those rocks I don't wanna feel no more Tooth Grinder
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pills that help the side effects of being alive and not okay with yourself dose controlled artificial health I want to have peace that'll cure my anxiety I want to see things that'll curb my curiosity We keep the ceiling moving in kaleidoscopes Persistent, chase that ass, target mission set to lethal We always smoke the grass, think it makes us better people Yet you question in the prime, "feel alive?" "FEEL ALIVE NOW?!" And always feel the grime in your voice box tearing out So crack another bottle let the medicine kick in: pills that help the side effects of being alive and not okay with yourself dose controlled artificial health peace isn't fair, yeah it's all in your head One day you'll get there, yeah and then you'll be dead Persistent on your mind you crave another whirlwind Sick another grind against the crotch of your fuck friend We keep our asses moving in kaleidoscopes Drinking in the alley past the sign that said wrong way Dead eyed fuck at the bar at a bad rave Mix so rough makes the inside of your ears cringe Weapon sound attack target firing out from the fringe And still you come back, yeah you always come back to the pills that help the side effects of
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I hated my job, so I said fuck that I went to lunch and I never came back And I didn't have plans for what to do with the rest of my life So lets go out tonight and get fucked up Just like we did to our lives at lunch We don't have plans and it sucks I thought that everything could stand the test of time I thought this house was so much bigger back when I was nine I was naive, and I didn't give a shit Are we adults now? Cause I still feel like a little kid. 9+9+(kaos)5+1 = ME And I don't know what that's supposed to mean I've got this feeling that I just don't understand At this rate anyway it's out of our hands I don't know what it's supposed to mean But I'm sick of pushing on I'm sick of everything I needed a change, so I dropped it all Bohemian broke who lost it all But I gained back my dignity, brought back my sanity Learned some shit on the way Four years now I've been this character For years the questioning rest endured Give me a Y for WHY give me a Z for SLEEP And say yes, just as long as we can live between Compulsion, backslash, watch your back
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DEAD ORGANS 03:28
I have no reason to grovel or to repent I know that this life is just a series of nonsense events You can't convince me otherwise I have no purpose I live the same day on repeat Unimpressed by your human feats Questioning my need to sleep These dead organs still pump fluid in my system These dead organs will play out of tune I want to feel something Anything at all I am demon possessed and a heretic I am a human, incomplete and imperfect You can't convince me otherwise
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I make a lot of bad decisions I am intimate with my realm Mangled mornings, same-old sunsets Impatient cravings lock me down Security in these nervous walls I've got a secret, I want out This town's another dead end birthright you exclude I've got no excuse, I'm on the move I'm headed for something big because I am not a complainer I'm a god damn entertainer I want your attention, I'm egotistic And you like this shit, lets be realistic Everything they said about me was TRUE Now that you know, WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?! Antisilent ultraviolent weapon pointed right at you ...YEAH WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO?! I kept a record of every day this year When I was drunk or high or both, I lived the most Of my time ticking by like that, all I've seen Nothing's so significant as a real epiphany So now I'll just keep running circles in the dirt Libido murdered by the uninvited hurt And I won't mind dying all alone I'm a lot of things but I'm not a complainer I call myself a lot of names I think about myself every day I'm afraid I'll fall into myself one of these nights And I fear that I'm the only one alive . . . but that'd be okay with me

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III = me, myself, and I

7 songs about ego.

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released December 21, 2013

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Weapon YZ Greenville, South Carolina

Computer punk.
Greenville, SC.

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