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Psycho Killer
03:37
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Well I made my choices
And I walk alone
I sport these iron mitts
And a heart of stone
I see you people
I know you’re judging me
I don’t care too much
I’m on a killing spree
Psycho killer
I've got no conscience
And I’m after you
No use in running
What are you going to do
I’m going mental
I'm going to have a ball
Just try to get away
I’m going to kill you all
Originally written and recorded in 2007/2008 and released on our 2008 demo entitled "Demo 2008".
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I Reckon I'll be Dead
01:42
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When I was a young lad
All these people on my back
Making me sad
Plan ahead and don’t look back
Count your blessings
Where’ll you be in fifteen years?
Stupid question
Right here, drinking beer
You want plans ahead; I want to catch my breath
I’m staying right here, I’m going to drink myself to death
It’s a dumb ass question and this is what I said
In ten or fifteen years, I reckon I’ll be dead
I reckon I’ll be dead
Buried somewhere with a bullet in my head
I reckon I’ll be dead
Fell asleep smoking in my goose feather bed
Originally written and recorded in 2009/2010 and released on our 2011 EP entitled "If this one doesn't scare you... You're Already Dead!".
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A Bucket of Blood
02:03
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It’s a beatnik world – you can’t take part
A beatnik world – boy; you’re not that smart
A beatnik world – you can’t take part
You turned murder into a work of art
It’s a beatnik world – every day
A beatnik world – all art, no play
A beatnik world – every day
Dead bodies embalmed in clay
A bucket of blood
A fistful of clay
Originally written and recorded in 2009/2010 and released on our 2011 EP entitled "If this one doesn't scare you... You're Already Dead!".
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They never really listened to me
They only talked about how I should be
I never gave them the time of day
Look at me; I turned out okay
They made sure I knew that I wasn’t clever
They used to have to stitch me back together
I was covered in blood by the end of each night
Well look at me now; I turned out all right
I was a teenage stoner werewolf
I was a teenage stoner vampire
I was a teenage Frankenstein
And I was stoned all of the time
They treated me as if I was a joke
I was claws and fangs in a cloud of smoke
I would’ve sent shivers right up your spine
But take a look me now; I turned out just fine
They said I was a danger to those around me
They didn’t care that I didn’t agree
They used to have to put my fucking parts on ice
Take a look at me now; I turned out real nice
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