(put some insightful bullshit liner notes about the song here)

Take the words and pound them 'gainst the anvil of paper
Take yourself and hide, pretend you're worthy of the honor
Songs sound like a shotgun
I say so much the same
Ink splatters you
This is my favorite form of play!
Take me by the hand,
Throw me down the stairs,
Jumping off the roof,
It was for a dare-
PUT A GUN TO MY HEAD, AND SEND ME SOMEWHERE
IT'S THE ONLY WAY I'LL EVER GET OUT OF YOUR HAIR
WAKE UP FROM YOUR SLEEP
WAKE UP NOW AND BREATH, YEAH
WONDER HOW THIS CAME TO BE
TAKE THE WORDS, AND POUND THEM 'GAINST THE ANVIL OF PAPER
TAKE THE WORMS OUT THE MUD TO BE SAVED FOR LATER
HAMMER TO MY HEAD, CRACKS OPEN MY MIND,
BY THE HOLY SPIRIT LED TO BE LEFT BEHIND
TAKE THE WORDS AND POUND THEM 'GAINST THE ANVIL OF PAPER
HUG YOUR PILLOW, CRY, EXPLODE, AND GO TO MEET YOUR MAKER
"GOD LOVES YOU!!!!!!" FINGERS CROSSED BEHIND MY BACK!
WALKING THROUGH THE SUICIDE FOREST, THINK I MIGHT'VE GOTTEN OFF TRACK
NA NANA NA NA NANA NA NA
HANGIN BY YOUR HEELS IN THE RACKS
TAKE THE WORDS AND POUND THEM 'GAINST THE ANVIL, THE ANVIL
AND POUND ME AGAINST IT TOO!!!!!! FFFFUUUCCKKKKK!!!!!

Heheheheh

HA HA HA!

I'm bitching over nothing
And I'm itching for a fight
I'm wondering if this shit's
Ever gonna come to light
I'm cryin every morning
But you'll never see the tears
These scars will heal real quick
In about 100 years
Your feelings are immortal
Though the people will pass
[removed line]

We're fallen archangels
Come crash on my couch!
We're holy, unfettered
And we'll shut your mouth!
Wrapped in our black wings,
You'll choke on our kisses,
We're angels if angels were
TOTAL FUCKING MESSES!

We are bad CHILdren
We're grounded for REAsons
We beg for forGIVEness
Just kidding I'm teasing.
We will not repent,
No we feel no remorse!
A devilish anthem
SCREAMED'S MAKING ME HOARSE!!
all of us are broken
we're just more broken than most.

Your rain is different from mine
The rain here is so mean
It acts like it wants us to die
Hitting us with such vehement streams

What the fuck is B media?
Does it control my island?
I see its signs fuckin everywhere.
I bet it controls the shipping lines.

Let me into the restricted area
Not an innuendo, I'm breaking
And entering into your facilities
Razer and barbed wire won't stop me from making
Your massive metal structures fall
To the ground, I hate them, they scare me
I wonder what's in the containers?
The signs all simply seem to dare me.

Fuck the law that bars me from
Climbing up without being authorized
And fuck the law that hands them the guns
They used to shoot me off my prize

I wanna graffiti Anarchy
Rain's a metaphor
Take you out to see God and hellven's door,
But you wont get let in, You won't get let in, You won't get let in.
Raining anarchy's for me.

reading lips
taking off clothes
da da da da da
love it and the
people and the person
line of cars
floating trees
sharks in the
aquarium
swim with them,
they
love
you
favorite job: swimming with hungry
sharks
THIS FUCKING MOSQUITO
bamboo
sprouts
a bridge with lights on either
side and
a river split in
half underneath a city with an underground record shop and a palace
a public wifi connection a dead youtuber and
a
gas
station.....

ffffffuck...

[sick ass piano solo]

pretentious to think that god would give enough of a shit to tell satan to fuck around with job, or me, but whatever.
thats the first thing that happens in the bible lore, isnt that something? before even noah, there's an instance of the great sadist screwing with his beloved followers. job shouldve listened to his wife. god did not love him.

-lyrics-

Never time to clean up in the morning,
That's why I'm a dirty mess!
And I almost never brush my teeth,
Scare people off with my shit-smell breath!
I'm the cleanest one of my friends
Never tasted a cigarette!
But since I'm god's dare to satan
I'm the ugliest one of them!

God's dare, god's dare to satan,
Satan the silly little deeeevil!
With the skills to get a hundred billion kills!
He's great at what he does,
And what he did was me,
And even then, when he was done he said
"HOLY SHIT, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT THING?"

Here I am makin daddy PROUD
I'm screaming SHIT!!! really fuckin loud!!
But the devil's gotta wear earplugs when I play!
Or the visceral noise just maybe may
BUST HIS EARS!!!!!
I'll drink satan's delicious red hot tears!!!! :)

BLLEEUGHHHHH!!!!!!!!

when you're exhausted, you write stupid shit, and this is some stupid shit.
it's better than the original idea though. the whole song was gonna be just the first line.
dunno how that would've even worked out.

-lyrics-

I'm so tired.
I'm so tired.
Tired of the anger, tired of the sadness
Everything is tiring when in a state of madness
My hypocrisy, pointed out to me
Tired of that too
I'd go to sleep if there wasn't
So much shit to do
And if I wither away, so what?
I'm
So
Tired, I'm so tired.
No energy to even eat
Forget about desire
How can you want anything
When you're this tired? I'm so tired. I'm so tired.

this song is kind of like, an interlude except right at the end lol.
this was recorded in one take, as a improvisation. I dont think I could ever play it again lmao, it's not composed or anything. if someone wants to transcribe it into sheet music, email it to me and ill link and credit it on here :3

i came up with this song after pissing in the bushes while walking dogs. i dont understand it either.
i actually did still go to church at the time of writing this, as well. so im just pulling it out my ass, really. think of it more as a wish for my future, or wishful thinking. I dont go to church anymore though!

-lyrics-

They caught me pissin in the bushes
Caught me spillin the BEANS
They caught me in my true form
Lookin like a FREAK
Got my back against the door
Christ's blood seeps through the cracks
It's covering the tile floor,
I'm gonna drown in the blood,
no escape
i'm trapped, IM TRAPPED

THIS IS WHY I DONT GO TO CHURCH
PASTOR HAS THE PEOPLE IN HIS POCKET, POCKET
GET YOUR BOOKS OUT MY FACE,
I DON'T WANNA READ A VERSE
I DID LIKE THE KOOL-AID THOUGH,
THAT SHIT ROCKED IT!!

They caught me spending my money
On somethin other than tithe
They caught me going to my friend's house
And not reading the bible

THIS IS WHY I DONT GO TO CHURCH
PASTOR HAS THE PEOPLE IN HIS POCKET, POCKET
GET YOUR BOOKS OUT MY FACE,
I DON'T WANNA READ A VERSE
I DID LIKE THE KOOL-AID THOUGH,
THAT SHIT ROCKED IT!!

FUUUUUUUUUCK!!!