1. |
Fuck Hipsters
02:01
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2B or not 2B,
I still want it blunt
I do this for me,
Not for you,
I don't care if you get my fucking jokes bitch,
I write these jokes to make one man laugh,
And you are not that man,
Unless you are,
Hi Evan,
Hi Leif,
And if you aren't,
Fuck you
2B or not 2B,
I still want it blunt
Don't you fucking kick-box,
We aren't post-hardcore,
I get that you are angsty,
'Cause your mommy is a whore,
This is Acid Cage Grind,
What you've never heard,
It's the fucking shit,
Like an actual fucking turd
This sound comes,
From a place of love,
And that love is not for you,
I write music,
To stroke my chub,
And not for SJWs,
Keep in mind,
We love to grind,
But that's not really what we play,
But fuck it,
Genres are subjective as fuck,
So we'll say it anyways
Fuck you
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2. |
In-need-briated
01:10
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Fragile backbones,
Thoughtless whims,
Victim mindsets,
War,
Against oppression,
They ensue,
As attention,
Whores
Offended for people,
That aren't even there,
Shoehorned into margins,
And claim it's unfair,
But fairness is subject,
To change on a dime,
Soon high-fiving black guys,
Will be a hate crime
Hate crime
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3. |
Nice Guys Finish Blast
00:16
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I'll do your dishes,
Walk your dog,
Pick up shit,
And mow the lawn,
Bring home food,
What you want,
Is what comes first,
On and on I find myself
Coming last,
Because my orgasms,
Are a relic of the past,
My oral stamina,
Is just unreal,
When you climax,
I'll consider ejaculating,
Because nice guys finish blast
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4. |
Kake
02:13
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I'm a slave to Mama's kake,
And I ain't got no complaints,
Daddy's spoiled- his plans foiled,
When he tries to escape,
'Cause I'm a dense motherfucker,
That needs to know his place,
In the arms of an angel,
That's straight from outer space
Mama's got,
Kake-kake-kake,
That ass be clappin' in my,
Face-face-face
That bitch got,
Kake-kake-kake,
That ass be clappin' in my,
Face-face-face
Since Mama's got,
Kake,
That ass be clappin' in my,
Face
Mama's got kake
Mama's got kake
Butter cream icing
Creamy cupcakes
Kake so thikk,
I could die
Cupcakes
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5. |
Moral Kombat
02:35
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Please describe the me,
Where you're coming from,
Tell me your thoughts,
Before I free my tongue,
So that I,
Can choose the angles,
From which I,
Will deconstruct,
Hypotheses,
And all the lies,
That I know,
You've always loved
Parallels,
Across the earth,
Can be drawn,
With immense girth,
That depict,
A shocking trend,
From basic tenants,
To virgin births
Eeh-yaaaaah
Wendy is a cunt,
Wendy sux
Fuck the ten commandments,
Morality is independent,
Of divine intervention,
Morality isn't God's invention
Values,
Are not a gift from,
Jesus
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6. |
Sidetracked Sux
00:24
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Sidetracked sux,
Really fuckin' bad
Blah x [a lot]
Nick's Mighty Hammer,
Is awesome
Oirrrrrrrrrrrh
Franky Jonsen,
Is a little bitch
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7. |
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Keeping my composure,
Is something that I'm known for,
But putting myself first,
Is foreign to me,
I'm not building myself up,
Or tooting my own horn,
This shit offers me more problems,
Than I have time for
I look out for my loved ones,
And never censor myself,
Since a life spent walking on eggshells,
Only leads to living hell,
And when people got offended,
I would answer with brutal candor,
Now I silence myself,
In utter fear of social cancer
That's not who I fucking am,
How did I deviate so far,
When the fuck did I lose my way,
Concede to horse shit,
Drop my guard,
That shit's got to end,
And I know just where to start,
This throwback to old values,
Is only the first part
Taking care of me,
Is where I need to fucking start,
There is no us,
There is no we,
When my needs are last resort,
Am I self destructive,
No- I'm just naive,
I am done apologizing,
And I need a damn release
Stick to my guns,
Offend everyone,
I won't compromise,
I'm fucking done
Putting all my needs,
On the back burner,
What I want from life,
Isn't all too hard,
For me to attain,
But the threat remains,
What this boy's got to do,
Is just use his fucking brain
My fucking heart is way too big,
Need to take it back a smidge,
It's fucking useless if it's juices,
All dry up- jump off a bridge,
It's not my fucking business,
But my heart will think it is,
The life that needs to thrive,
Is the one that I begin
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8. |
Silver Spooning
02:14
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I remember being taunted,
Being bullied and picked on,
I remember being haunted,
By the thought of moving on,
Then I realized how petty,
That self-pity really was,
I was nine and full of sadness,
And then I was ten,
And just pissed off
Everyone thinks they're the victim,
Everyone wants to be saved,
From their envy and their boredom,
They want a reason to complain,
Who has the life that sucks the most,
No one does- it's all in vain,
We spoiled little shits,
Don't know the first thing about pain
Let's get it on
Sure I've seen some hard times,
But god damn,
I'm still alive,
I have every single limb,
And I can hear,
I have my sight,
I was spoon fed education,
There's no reason I should gripe,
You see the problem is,
That privileges,
Are disguised as rights
You bitch about your mittens,
While most kids are playing with raw hands
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9. |
Third Time's the Harm
01:26
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Look to your left,
See nothing and smile,
Aren't you fucking happy,
You're not walking down the isle,
With a cunt
Looking back,
I can see,
You were the one,
That got the best of me,
And I,
I believe,
That I'm a lovin' dynamo,
Not your captain save-a-hoe,
In,
Too deep,
Of my fucking god,
I thought it'd never end,
I,
Still believe,
That I'm a lovin' dynamo,
Not your captain save-a-hoe
I had,
Rose colored glasses on,
That filtered out red flags,
I paid no mind to the sublime,
Jabs as she took her drags,
Of nicotine- that shit was mean,
But now that I look back,
I was tortured by my life,
As a guy that finished blast
He had,
Rose colored glasses on,
That gripped him by the nads,
His savior complex killed his logic,
Then he just went mad,
As he tried to please a monster,
That abused his loving ass,
Now he's been set free,
So he's free to just look back,
And laugh
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10. |
Cum-turd
00:18
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Converge is pretty good,
But they're not that great
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11. |
Morgue to Love
02:20
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Don't pollute the earth with my casket,
Dismember me and feed me to the birds,
Make my innards outtards,
Lay them nice and neat,
So the critters won't have trouble,
While they're eating my corpse
Postmortem,
And yet we're still so greedy,
Have you ever had a moment in your life,
That granted you permission from the cosmos,
To have your carcass reside,
In a metal box,
Just to sit and rot while,
All your loved ones,
And the earth moves on,
For the shit that we've done,
The least we could do is,
Feed our guts to the lawn
We've shunned,
Mortality,
But good luck outsmarting,
Death and avoiding,
The void that awaits us all,
I don't get why,
Anyone needs a tomb,
Be useful for once,
You cancerous bums,
And die on the dirt like you should
Donate my organs,
There's no point in storing,
Vitals in a lifeless bod,
Pickle my dick,
In a jar just for kicks,
And please let the rest of it rot,
In a whole near a tree,
In Japan 'cause that's sweet,
Cherry blossoms are the fucking bomb,
Keep the pastor away,
I want to decay,
Without,
Disturbance from God
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12. |
Klasperz
00:06
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It's how a shark fucks another shark
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13. |
Fists with Jet Wings
01:48
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Wade through the masses,
Of this bullshit cult,
Out to kill them all,
Set out to make the bills,
Off of chaos sold in bulk,
Git fukt
Shield their eyes,
Until the end of the world,
Watch over,
Mock and sulk,
Motherfucker,
But when the blindfolds drop,
Be prepared for the victims',
Revolt
Git fukt
Don't,
Follow the crowd,
To Satan's home,
And fuck the phrase,
When in Rome,
The path to follow,
Is that of your own,
Not of those dull,
And petty clones
I welcome all,
Here beneath my wing,
To conquer all,
And everything,
That causes pain,
And misery,
To live life above,
The dumbassery
I fly on fists with jet wings,
To live above the,
Dumbassery,
We fly on fists with jets wings,
Over the dumb things,
In our dumb world,
We fly on fists with jet wings,
To live above the,
Dumbassery,
Motherfucker
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