1. OMEGA

What a skeletal wreck of man this is.
Translucent flesh and feeble bones,
the kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic domes.
Running rampid with free thought to free form, and the free and clear.
When the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a
laundry mat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, now.
We all have a little sin that needs venting,
virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems are ripped
from the branches of office, do you know where your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose, or purposely serve?
When in doubt inside your atavistic allure, the value of a summer spent, and a winter earned.
For the rest of us, there is always Sunday.
The day of the week the reeks of rest, but all we do is catch our breath,
so we can wade naked in the bloody pool, and place our hand on the big, black book.
To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers.
A vacation is a countdown, T minus your life and
counting, time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube,
and hope you get a taste.
What the fuck is all this for?
What the hell's going on? Shut up!
I can go on and on but lets move on, shall we?

Say, your me, and I'm you, and they all watch the things we do,
and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs,
haven't felt like this in years.
The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse, let me go,
and punch me into the dead spout again.
That's where you go when there's no one else around,
it's just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse,
and a finger on the trigger.
Classified my ass! That's a fucking secret, and you know it!
Government is another way to say better…than…you.
It's like ice but no pick, a murder charge that won't stick,
it's like a whole other world where you can smell the food,
but you can't touch the silverware.
Huh, what luck. Fascism you can vote for.
Humph, isn't that sweet?
And we're all gonna die some day, because that's the American way,
and I've drunk too much, and said too little,
when your gaffer taped in the
middle, say a prayer, say a face, get your self together and see what's happening.
Shut up! Fuck you! Fuck you!
I'm sorry, I could go on and on but
their times to move on so, remember: you're a wreck, an accident.
Forget the freak, your just nature.
Keep the gun oiled, and the temple cleaned shit snort,
and blaspheme, let the heads cool, and the engine run.
Because in the end, everything we do, is just everything we've done


2. GET INSIDE

Seed, gotta let it grow, why ya gotta watch when I let it feed?
Better look into the mirror for the face you hide away, everyday
But I don't give a fuck; I let it roll - I smoke the old
Gotta run, gotta rend, gotta maim, gotta make it through another maze
Stay away!
Please: wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!

Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)

Christ, have you seen this guy? Make ya sick, gonna peel away all the impurities
Cuz all you wanna do is keep curin' me, but I don't give a fuck I kill everyone
You'll be mopping up blood and guts and all the shit when I'm done
Isn't this fun? Gimme a gun and I'll tell you all the secrets I hide
Before I run!

Please: wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!

Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)

[Solo: Josh]

Maybe if you look away, I can slip away, gotta get away (run, motherfucker)
Right now I stare at shit, I'm a heretic, but I'll never give you none of it
Tied up in the back of the lab, laid on the slab, got the gift of gab, what'choo want from me?
I don't even know I got a damn disease, but I know you wanna kill me!

Please: wring the blood from my hands
Don't pretend that you understand me
I don't even want you looking at me
Motherfucker, get inside!

Get inside, get inside (motherfucker)


3. KILL EVERYBODY

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4. ENDING BEGINNING

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5. THE WICKED

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6. IDLE HANDS

Stuck to the dog, pissin' out both ends
I got a hundred lethal weapons that I call my friends
Ain't a person on Earth who could take my life
I wish they would so a man could get some sleep at night
But my design is a mixture of descent and decay
I see a monster in the mirror fucking everyday
Can a man ever wash his hands of blood?
Perpetual deja vu, isn't that enough?
Peel back the layers... and see what I've become
Satisfied? Now I feel nothing
Stay away - I swear it wasn't me!

See if you can relish if you close both eyes
Every time I make an issue of it, someone dies
Carried out like a hit man, set in stone
Don't know why I even bother to be left alone
In my opinion, it's a self-serving fucked-up phase
Got a picture in my wallet that I keep, in case I
Gotta go, gotta split, gotta make it to a higher level than this
But I could be wrong, what I say is wrong, what I really want to say is:

Peel back the layers... and see what I've become
Satisfied? Now I feel nothing
Stay away - I swear it wasn't me!

Run - It doesn't matter,
I need all the miracles that I can gather
Run - I can't pretend
I put myself in idle hands again

Here's how it ends, just a bit too soon
River deep in all the shit I let myself get into
Doesn't anybody like it here?
Blank looks, television drama and no fear
Let another person fuck with your mind
I bet you become the person who will fuck in time
Man I just stopped caring, the music is blaring
I feel you glaring, why won't you stop staring?

Peel back the layers... and see what I've become
Satisfied? Now I feel nothing
Stay away - I swear it wasn't me!

Run - It doesn't matter
I need all the miracles that I can gather
Run - I can't pretend
I put myself in idle hands again

Get the fuck off of me!!


7. TALK

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8. ROAD HOG

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9. DEAD WEIGHT

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10. BOTHER

Wish I was too dead to cry
My self-affliction fades
Stones to throw at my creator
Masochists to which I cater
You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

Wish I was too dead to care
If indeed I cared at all
Never had a voice to protest
So you fed me shit to digest
I wish I had a reason;
my flaws are open season
For this, I gave up trying
One good turn deserves my dying

You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

[Solo: Corey]

Wish I'd died instead of lived
A zombie hides my face
Shell forgotten
with its memories
Diaries left
with cryptic entries

And you don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on,
I won't let go 'til it bleeds

You don't need to bother;
I don't need to be
I'll keep slipping farther
But once I hold on:
I'll never live down my deceit


11. ALL I KNOW

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12. SILENT TYPE

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13. DEATH DANCE OF THE FROG FISH

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