This is a warning for content herein The words that I sing just might cause you distress And if I can pause you before we begin I would hope that you’d listen before you progress My songs are all troubled, they’re riddled with pain My suicidality’s often expressed And all my anxieties, what’s left of my brain Is broken, depressive and kind of a mess And that’s just to start, my politics too Are radical, aggressive, angry at best I hope that you know, if leaving you choose I do understand, from my heart in my chest I’m ready to start, and if you feel the same Move on to the record, left click button pressed It’s heartfelt and angry and kind of insane Studio’s Closed Anyways from the northern Midwest

Quiet talk in the room I got this hopeless need to consume all around me America led me here My body's dead and my mind's soon to follow My lifestyle's a tomb I try to escape but I can't seem to get free Well, "There's nothing to fear,' That dead man's words always sounded kinda hollow to me. Are you sick of taking it? 'Cause I'm real sick of faking it I'm revolution-ready, yeah, I'm ready to blow I've got an aptitude for breaking things That don't really belong to me Let's key the mayor's car or shatter Starbucks' windows! And if we get caught by the cops We'll have to take off both our tops And fuck inside the cop car Just to piss the pigs off! And if I ever see your face again, I'll smile and remember when We took it to the government Told them to fuck off! And your eyes, they shined like diamonds that night!

Did you hear the news? Did you hear the news that Danny died today? They found his body washed up on 57th Street Beach He left the squat a couple days ago He said he had to go He said he turned his life around I was so fucking proud I'd never hear the sound of his voice again The cop reported his death Six shots to the chest He was at the wrong place at the wrong time But that's no excuse For this old abuse My friend pissed a cop off and then he died Don't give a shit who you are at home Don't give a fuck who you are alone All cops are bad So fuck your badge I'll push the pin into your face Tell me how's that taste You waste of human space You dug your fucking grave when you swore an oath To corporations and banks It's been a year since Danny died I cried myself to sleep that night I wish I had some time to tell him how I felt Visited his grave the other day That rotten brick of gray His dead name scripted on it Like an insult to his rotting face That cop got a slap on the wrist His name on a list His pistol back after just three damn months I screamed and I cried Why'd Danny have to die? This shit made me realize I've had enough Don't give a shit who you are at home Don't give a fuck who you are alone All cops are bad So fuck your badge I'll push the pin into your face Tell me how's that taste You waste of human space You dug your fucking grave when you swore an oath To corporations and banks Why am I expected to get over this? Why am I rejected 'cause I'm pissed my friend is dead? Don't give a shit who you are at home Don't give a fuck who you are alone All cops are bad So fuck your badge I'll push the pin into your face Tell me how's that taste You waste of human space You dug your fucking grave when you swore an oath To corporations and banks Don't give a shit who you are at home Don't give a fuck who you are alone All cops are bad So fuck your badge I'll push the pin into your face Tell me how's that taste You waste of human space You dug your fucking grave when you swore an oath To corporations and banks

Laura reclined in her living room She had a bottle of jack and a whole thing of perfume She lost herself to the misery, locked herself in her studio tomb She wrote to the angels, hoped they would reply But the angels weren't list'ning, they just got quite high And declared that healthcare was a privilege, as a homeless man died And I said what the fuck Is the point when society Won't take care of it's citizens? What the fuck Is the point when government Won't justify it's own existence? What the fuck Is the point of a life where You don't put up any resistance? And what the fuck Is the point of resisting When you don't pursue it persistently? Ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah If Laura is dead, then I will never forgive The fucker that sold her the alcohol, the knife for her wrists I'll take them all down, get them back for the shit that they did And that's not the worker in the liquor store Or the man who sold her the knife because he's poor But the corp'rate fucks who made them both care for survival more And I said what the fuck Is the point when society Won't take care of it's citizens? What the fuck Is the point when government Won't justify it's own existence? What the fuck Is the point of a life where You don't put up any resistance? And what the fuck Is the point of resisting When you don't pursue it persistently? Ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah Ah ah ah ah ah Ah ah ah ah

Mama Jane was twenty-six when she had Lou Ann She was Jane's third child Mama's little special girl She raised her children on her own Their father ran away She'd never find a man or woman to love her Seventeen years later, Lou was all grown up Jane thought the world of her, Lou was gonna attend Princeton Mama never thought her country'd go to war again Lou was drafted into the marines that year Recruiters had to fill a quota to feed their families Mama Jane was devastated She'd never see Lou's face again So God bless Mama Jane and Satan fuck the state There's no time to deliberate Just get it over with by the end of the day No one'd miss it anyway It never did anything An empty fucking bureaucracy run by a figurehead in bad faith Mama Jane, don't slip away Lou couldn't have an open-casket funeral She couldn't have her body buried Nothing left but bits and pieces and shrapnel She lost her life to a battle over foreign oil Mama Jane cried her eyes away that night in bed And now she's fucking dead Why the fuck did I have to sing this song? So God bless Mama Jane and Satan fuck the state There's no time to deliberate Just get it over with by the end of the day No one'd miss it anyway It never did anything An empty fucking bureaucracy run by a figurehead in bad faith Mama Jane, don't slip away Mama Jane, don't slip away Mama Jane, don't slip away

Pump me up with drunk and drugs I wish I understood the way you're moving You're just so damn confusing And I don't get it I don't want that much from life A small apartment just to make my music You might call me a loser But I won't listen I've been avoiding adderall Like it's the plague But in this economy I need the extra focus Hocus pocus, pop the pill to Make it somewhere in this lifetime Got no lifeline When's the revolution coming, and will it call my landline? I don't mind the emptiness The bottle drains like all the rest, diffusing Drip drop, drip drop, I'm boozing So I can smile Under this administration Most are not surprised to find me using Well, it's more like abusing But what's the difference? I've been avoiding adderall Like it's the plague But in this economy I need the extra focus Hocus pocus, pop the pill to Make it somewhere in this lifetime Got no lifeline When's the revolution coming, and will it call my landline? Slow down Take it step by step Day by day, it's okay Nothing's gonna happen in the next few minutes Oh shit, here come the nukes I've been avoiding adderall Like it's the plague But in this economy I need the extra focus Hocus pocus, pop the pill to Make it somewhere in this lifetime Got no lifeline When's the revolution coming, and will it call my landline? I've been avoiding adderall Like it's the plague But in this economy I need the extra focus Hocus pocus, pop the pill to Make it somewhere in this lifetime Got no lifeline When's the revolution coming, and will it call my landline? Oh yeah!

Money's kinda short right now I'm sorry I can't really help I've never been that great with cash I'm not sure if you can tell And I hate living in this well-meaning hell My life runs on anxiety I'm drowning in my bill and still People expect some piety from me Fuck that, I hate this place Fuck your flag and fifty states First-world shit is second rate I'd rather be a corpse So I'll down another whole thing of pills If I somehow develop the strength and will To wake up in the morning Well, I guess that I'll be shook Fuck your neoliberal Economy For expecting me To always be free To give up my time For shit I don't like Check the obituaries Another twenty-something suicide Not to mention marginalization I'm expected to be part of a nation Where half of the whole population Would like to see me dead Or at least inside a summer camp Where a pastor takes me by the hand And isolates and tortures me To make me wanna be a man, fuck that I didn't even bring up race I don't wanna say something in bad taste So I'll mention ICE and the KKK And we'll just move along There's nothing to be proud of here The place where people live in fear A place that forced a warrior Out of a timid little queer Fuck your neoliberal Society For expecting us To always be free To go risk our lives To free all our kind Check the obituaries Another twenty-something suicides

Don't got no cunt to show you after we leave the bar Don't got no chest to flash in March during Mardi Gras It's like my heart and body are sep'rated by a wall And I can't cross the gap that keeps them both apart They say it's not that bad It's not that way Give up your problems Just give up your pain I say it's not that hard For me to go insane When I'm gaslit like this I play the game Don't got the hair that makes you wish I was your girl Don't got the curves that are comparable to the world It's kinda weird that when I drink, I have to go hurl 'Cause according to them, I'm less than human, I'm less than a squirrel They say it's not that bad It's not that way Give up your problems Just give up your pain I say it's not that hard For me to go insane When I'm gaslit like this I play the game

5 o'clock in the morning Wake up in what feels like my bed I take a swig from the cup that's next to me Radiator turns on and I start to sweat Suppose it's better than Freezing to death out on the streets Been in that place before Y'know, at least back then, It wasn't as hard to breathe And if I have to go to work, I might as well Just suffocate myself With a ten foot rope And a noose I tied myself Hey Dad, did I ever tell you? Self-destruction's my cocaine I'd snort that shit more often if I had the time Instead, I'm guzzling box wine And screaming out the pain And begging for my death to anyone who's passing through I've had a hard time with kindness I don't trust everyone I should I wonder what their object is if not to Screw me or leave me behind Some call me paranoid Suppose that's fair, avoiding people's Easier than putting effort into trying to form lasting connections And if I have to save a bridge, I might as well just Burn it to the ground To make sure no one crosses that fucker again Hey Dad, did I ever tell you? Self-destruction's my cocaine I'd snort that shit more often if I had the time Instead, I'm guzzling box wine And screaming out the pain And begging for my death to anyone who's passing through Hey Dad, did I ever tell you? Self-destruction's my cocaine I'd snort that shit more often if I had the time Instead, I'm guzzling box wine And screaming out the pain And begging for my death to anyone who's passing through I'm begging for my death, yes sir, I'm asking you I'm asking you.

We were locked away Made to stay indoors Told to avert our eyes, to stay inside To just try and ignore what happened Outside As people died But what's it matter? They were poor All the good people survived And then I cried It's not as though I think people weren't willing to take a stand It's that I think people were scared that they'd be taken by the man And they'd be questioned and interrogated, told that they did wrong And rather than just forget about it, I chose to write this song Ah ah ah. We were kept outside We were left to die And when we went to ask for reasons, well, They never told us why And then I writhed Writhed in my bed For my lungs, they couldn't contain air My face was turning red And now I'm dead It's not as though I think people weren't willing to take a stand It's that I think people were scared that they'd be taken by the man And they'd be questioned and interrogated, told that they did wrong And rather than just forget about it, I chose to write this song It's not as though I think people weren't willing to take a stand It's that I think people were scared that they'd be taken by the man And they'd be questioned and interrogated, told that they did wrong And rather than just forget about it, I chose to write this song Ah ah ah.

Were we s'pposed to meet? Or weren't we? I can't seem to recall Worrying that I crossed Someone's bound'ry again, it's all my fault I sit here alone Too scared to go out, what if I get hurt? If I open up, I'll Just get burned again, god I never learn The one's I love are angels Until they're fucking devils Until they're fucking Satan Until they're fucking Hell My mind ain't in great health My life ain't going well It's hard to see the light Past my fucking borderline Since I was quite young, I Pushed people away so they won't get hurt When I have an epi- Sode or something else, everything gets worse So I'm left to wonder What I did to deserve all of this strife All I know is that most Ev'ry day I want to end my life The one's I love are angels Until they're fucking devils Until they're fucking Satan Until they're fucking Hell My mind ain't in great health My life ain't going well It's hard to see the light Past my fucking borderline

Can't stop Gotta fight I'm gonna take it to the streets I'll take it back I'm on attack I'm gonna make you fuckers bleed For all you did What you took From me and all my friends I'll take it back I'm on attack And tonight, your bullshit ends I ain't the type to take your garbage while I'm lying on the ground And if you thought that I was docile, well, let's see if your theory compounds I wonder if your capital will save you from the ninety-nine percent I'll say it again, tonight your bullshit ends And since you set the world on fire, I've had no regrets You're scared You're afraid Call us children rioting You call us fools No, we're tools And we'll never change a thing And I'm not fond Of being spoken down too Like I am a child And I don't think That it's in your best interest For me to go wild I ain't the type to take your garbage while I'm lying on the ground And if you thought that I was docile, well, let's see if your theory compounds I wonder if your capital will save you from the ninety-nine percent I'll say it again, tonight your bullshit ends And since you set the world on fire, I've had no regrets