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Garbage

by Stephen Harper

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1.
Hatch 03:21
Instrumental
2.
Harm 04:10
You lack compassion You lack empathy And in retrospective You lack perspective Your system of believing Ignorant flag raising Indoctrination from birth Spreading yourself like a virus Materialist, sadistic flaws Hand in hand, reward in pocket Assimilation for profit Know your place or be destroyed Ad nauseam The cycle of poverty continues The blame shifted from the powerful Stepping on the weak Sickening fetishism Bringing harm to the people Lynched and burned Public spectacle of gore Oblivious to the obvious Or ignorance by choice Fear and pain before your eyes Too entertained to make a difference Being a gear in the machine Life has no real meaning Your authority is blasphemy Your "values" don't mean shit to me
3.
Spinal 03:32
Salt the wound, challenge the jury Hammer the gavel, prepare for life sentence, merciless system No chance of repentance White, Black, Asian, Mexican, think you're safe, guess again! Break your back without a thought, take you for all you've got Shoot Reload The system's gonna blow Inequality's the name of the game Hoarding wealth for their own aims Moraless liars set the world on fire The elite battle for power and fame Targeting you to slaughter and maim Open your palms Ill puke in your hands Win the rat-race but still a rat Recognize your fate at the claws of the cat I have no mouth but I must scream Society's bleeding, cant you see? Break your back without a thought, leave your lifeless corpse to rot Shoot Reload The system's gonna blow Inequality's the name of the game Hoarding wealth for their own aims Gods to men Do it again and again Smashing your face against the glass Skinning you from your head to your ass
4.
Terrorcycle 04:03
We're living in a state of fear The end of human life is near The end of all life as we know it Burned to the ground in a moment Who's the real enemy? Our friends and kin of different skin? Or the policy makers and their sins? The cycle of terror Recycling error The same old story and we ignore it The cycle of terror Recycling error Feeding on weakness Residing in bleakness Crooked windows Portray the truth The decimation Left for our youth Burn the cigars into their foreheads Military action from the government faction
5.
Free thinking and logic set aside, to do the bidding of power divine Close your mind and open your mouth Swallow the body, drink the blood Give your free will to the cause Absorb the doctrine into your soul Exquisite robes deceive the masses The naive soliciting their righteous teachings The holy ghost keeps it's pimp hand strong You hate for God, war for God, you'd go so far as to fuck your God Close your mind and open your womb Hookers of Jesus, give their souls, heart, and body to the cult Holy virgins, blinding light Tear each other limb from limb, on your knees and sing thy hymn Conform or burn, lowered into the lake of fire Sacred texts manipulated, to fit your ideal corrupt agenda Leading an army of the dazed and gullible Immaculate conception The halo, the monolith Distorted perception Annihilate all who oppose
6.
There was a time when I could not imagine Years of accomplishments and living gone in mere seconds But as I get wiser, as I get older I have realized that life never stops getting colder And I'm scared What if I get bolder? And I'm scared What if I always feel alone?
7.
Smile 01:29
Instrumental
8.
Junkie shot up in a stall Filth overflowing from toilet bowls Dirty hands and dirty souls Limping through hell's halls Choked by pollutants And ungrateful witches Held back by the badge Stabbing into my heart Dripping on the tile City walks defiled I give her everything I give it all Nothing's good enough for a broken jaw Kept locked alone in cuffs Skin flakes, rubbed raw Cracked, stalled breathing Purple marks around the neck Distinguished from the violet face Eyes removed from the source Embarrassment or remorse? Witness to the darkest soul Motive is still unclear But to fill the graves with fear The method is but the same It's all connected Fingers like a fucking noose Crawling across the walls Pursuing the devil, I'm the clergy To exorcise my metropolis To take back control of what is mine To put the pigs back in line
9.
Beyond 06:25
There is nothing beyond the sea No greater purpose, no hope There is no hope for a better life The grass is dead and frail on both sides Washed away into the cold The ice forms around my bones Battery dead, can't phone home No choice but to go it alone The verses stay the same The chorus wont go away The same dark tune trapped inside your head The same dark voices tell you you're dead Everday my own flesh condemns me Everyday my own heart abandons me Everyday gets harder and harder My own thoughts frightening me
10.
The world breaks in two with my hands crawling through The openings of your rib-cage Tearing out your heart Ending a life of worthless struggle and purging the sickness further Blackened hearts on display in glass cases for the world to see Morbid curiosity and voyeuristic tendencies The pills dont work to keep the urges at bay I've never felt so high, I've never felt so free We await your return to the garden The human virus spreads from host to host The human cult is Sick Pathetic Shit Ugly Sickening Evil Cancer Everything Nothing Garbage
11.
Filth House 05:52
Sitting on a throne of lies False supremacy, diluting identity Filthy handshake, covered in flies White wash personality, noble intensity Apathy to apartheid, sovereign superiority Imperial indignity White knuckle of the royal fist Disappear without a trace, dragged across the dirty floor Drowned in the holy waters Culture scraped from the bone Forgotten friends left behind Tested on like fucking rats Clutch your breath like a noose Grind your bones into dust House of filth, darkest walls Worthless Corpse dumped in a furnace Locust fields of grey Burned alive, body flayed Flesh frayed, religious hate Stripped bare to initiate
12.
Once upon a time I knew this girl All torn apart in her world One day it all came to pass Things disappeared so fucking fast Oh, God, what about that girl? With no one left in the world I can only hope to cleanse and purge All feeling from this Earth Oh, God, what about that girl? Ripped apart by the world Red tint Photos from the crime scene Bring back memories that I'd much rather forget The medication won't work to keep the nightmares away I can't forget all I've seen I can the flesh pick off under my fingernails Nothing can save me from the absence of hope Nothing They want to put me in a cell Four walls, steel bars I can break anything, break out of anything End anyone, end you I can snap your bones with my bare hands Society's dark and violent fantasy, playing on your TV screen Hands are wet, red, and warm, what could this mean? When I look at my reflection, I'm digusted with what I see The joke isn't funny anymore Now that I realise the joke is me
13.
Empty 01:29
Instrumental
14.
Dolls 04:16
You want to be skinny You want to be thin You gorge and vomit just to fit in You need to indulge in the latest threads Lay your head on indiscriminate beds Feeling so cool Playing the fool But skin and bone Home alone Fall through the cracks Flat frame slips through openings Shatter like a porcelain doll Roll up your sleeves take the fall Hang your mask from the rafters There is no "forever after" Blackened arm and track marks sing Songs of what could have been Frozen, little boy crying Desire to thaw but cryogenic Dark room red light Basement under the stairs Burning skull, the child screams Make it stop melt the scalp Fire cracker cranial opening Skin melting, seizure impending Sealing the cracks in your skin Grinding your teeth against the grain Basement under the stairs
15.
Burned Alive 09:44
The film reel twists and burns The movie is over The credits are rolling You don't get a happy ending All you get are names Names without faces Faces with price tags Price tags with no value Somewhere out there in the world A mother is crying for her baby But her body is roadkill on the highway And that's your legacy, are you happy? Isn't this great? 20 dollar bill rolled up to snort Flying high at the landfill Society lays in ashes I'll be on my knees ready to suck from the hand that feeds Don't chew but remember to swallow Remember to do what you're told They're always watching 81 eyes on you at any given time 81 eyes that don't need to blink 81 eyes that never dry out 81 eyes strung up real eye 81 eyes connected to mouths that lie 81 eyes that look inside 81 eyes that pierce the mind Snorting the misery of the hungry and the poor Dig my boots in the mud Swatting flies off his tie Strip me down to the bone Burn my body, rape my soul Snort my ashes off your throne Supremacy's your final goal Lifeless bodies dragged across the gravel Torn apart and elongated cadavers Without dignity without hope Bones crushed to dust under the weight of the ruling class The human race should be erased Somewhere out there, a mother is crying for her baby Your inactivity, your ignorance She's lost forever, are you happy? I'll shatter the fucking stone Slam my knuckles to the bone I'll make myself known You reap what you have sewn In the black of night No energy left to fight Beaten like a fucking animal Ripped apart by cannibals Somewhere out there, a mother is crying for her baby Raped and slaughtered, tattered and torn And that's your legacy, are you fucking happy?
16.
Instrumental

credits

released July 28, 2016

Engineered by: E
Produced by: E and J
Bass, Programming, and Vocals by: J
Guitars and Programming by: E

Photo manipulation by: Ian Dreamcast and J

Additional Vocals on 'Harm' by: Leela Haynes
Bass on 'Dolls' by: Eric Cherrington
Drum Loops on the intro of 'Spinal' by: Sebastian Komor
Guitars on 'Harm' and 'Beyond' by: J
Guitars and Vocals on 'Rooftops, Part Three' by: Bratton Young

All songs written by: E and J

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