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Asshole-Committee
01:43
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So you think you're all that with your Rollins books and Misfits hat?
But you still got a lot to learn, take a step back it's not your turn
Singing songs about the crust, in reality now your just dust
Telling everyone they're not punk, just because your always drunk
Fuck your morals
Fuck your idols
Fuck your power trip
Fuck your self!
Let's not forget about your band, leather jackets made by brand
Your plaid pants and spiked hair, why should we even care?
You only wrote one good song, too bad you got the message wrong
All you have is a girlfriend, too bad she's gonna leave you in the end
Cause you're a fucking dick
Fuck your morals
Fuck your self (Fuck your idols)
Fuck your morals
Don't forget to kill yourself
Then maybe I'll see you in hell
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Sue Me Dickhead!
01:18
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Schemas
01:03
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Comfort is convenience that’s what we’re all taught
Imagine thinking your own selfless thoughts
It’s such a simple idea, yet so complex
To those unwilling to embrace and accept
The thoughtless are dying and the blind are dead
DEEP BREATH THIS ONES GONNA HURT
Time to reevaluate your self-worth
We all lose those days of innocence
But insecurity’s led you to ignorance
Now I’m not saying I’m better than you
But at least I can shake a stranger’s hand
And even though I know I’ll never see him again
I like knowing I could have made a friend
I remember when I was sixteen
And a homeless man came up to me
He asked me for some change but I didn’t have any
He smiled and said “you’ve already given me plenty”
DEEP BREATH THIS ONES GONNA HURT
Time to reevaluate your self-worth
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Diagnosed
01:58
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If trust took form it would be a ghost
If paranoia took form it would be a pool
I'm still drowning
Pump my lungs with understanding
Fill them up with hope
Show me it's worth living
Fill me up with grudge
Show me something
This cage is my existence
Forever locked inside
Loud angry voices
Cattle prods of sound
Check the pulse
Check my pulse
Give me the pills
Give me the drugs
I don't feel anymore
I don't think anymore
I'm achieving the end
I'm achieving the end
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Bends
01:11
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I'm putting my mind to rest
And all the negative thought
The reasons embellishing my head
Soon what's left will be dead
One drink for the road
One drink for the pain
One for repressed memories
One more to keep me sane
I haven't felt since that time
I'll keep pretending you're mine
But we all know that you won't stay
You can't even look at me
I regret nothing
I regret it all
I regret the feelings
I regret it all
Simple nectar of god
Sanitize my veins
Cleanse my mistakes
Destroy me
You wanna kill me, but I feel the same!
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Eagerly
00:13
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If you loved me you would stop
If you loved me you would stop
If you loved me you would stop
I'm not your gun
How much longer until the end?
How much longer until the end?
How much longer until the end?
How much longer until it fucking ends?
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Family Tumor
02:09
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Decaying mental flesh
You are the odd ends
The fire inside this bullet
Is enough for the two of us
I hope some day we both die
I hope some day we both die
Termites destroying my lungs
Torn from the inside
You're the reason I can't sleep at night
A tumor of cancer in my eye
Needles, flesh and scalpels
One of us has to expire
I think of when we were children
So young and in vain
Who would've thought we'd be here
So fucked up and insane
(I hate your fucking smile)
I guess grandma said it best
Or maybe it was the worst
You'll never grow up to be anything
You'll never be a man
You'll never find true happiness
You will never understand
You will die.
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This shark will swallow you whole
Little shaking tenderizing down you go
Slow ahead I can slow ahead
Smile you son of a bitch
Hooper quit playing with yourself
You're gonna need a bigger boat
Here's to swimming with bowlegged women
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Paradise
01:16
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Sit on your hands, don't hide your face.
I want to see that look of disgrace.
You don't have a soul, you don't have a heart.
But I knew that shit right from the start.
Just keep pretending you'll kill yourself.
Bullshit. You won't. Do it. You won't.
Keep pretending you're mentally ill.
Attention. You want it. Fooled them. You love it.
Keep creating your personal Hell.
Good. You earned it. Shit. You love it.
Use your body to get your way.
Home wrecker. Slave. Waste. A shame.
You've got to be kidding because you're a joke.
But I think your personality broke.
Woe is you. What can I say?
I wish you would just go away.
All you do is fucking cry.
Saying "no one will miss me when I die".
The plan is set. The mood has turned.
Voices in your head telling you to burn.
Paradise is just a bottle away.
Paradise is just a bottle away.
Paradise is just a bottle away.
Paradise is just a bottle away.
What a waste.
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Hermit
01:31
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I'll suffocate myself,
All the way to Hell.
The vivid dreams in my mind,
Will let you come inside.
I'm gonna die alone (x8)
You look so pretty in the night.
Let me touch you right.
I can't even have sex on the phone.
No wonder why I'll die alone.
I'm gonna die alone (x8)
Scoop my brains out with a spoon.
Scoop my brains out with a spoon.
Scoop my brains out with a spoon.
But what happened to all of my glue?
I'm gonna die alone.
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