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DA DA DA DAAAAAAAA
DA DA DA DAAAA DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN DUN
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What
02:22
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Lyrics by Carson Pace
This is not a template
this is a carefully crafted masterpiece
this is not a major worry
this is just your pet peeve
rolling through reels
that everyone has seen before
pretentious in taste, but typical to your bed posts
failed projects, non-descript, retreating to tropes
and they're keeping us bored [x4]
none of you know what love is
none of you know what love is
especially not you [x4]
lock your doors
close your windows
keep em shut [x4]
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It
02:02
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TW/CW: R*pe, Sexual Assault, Violence, Abuse
Notes: The first verse of this song is from the perspective of a sexual assaulter. It's graphic, but I think it's important to stress how sick of a character he is. The second verse is from the perspective of a victim.
When we originally wrote this, it was more of a Brock Turner diss track, but that was before an incident similar to Turner's happened within our circle of friends. If you see someone who might be taken advantage of due to heavy intoxication, protect them. Don't regret not intervening later, and don't, under any circumstances be apologetic to the assaulter.
Thanks,
TCD
Lyrics by Amber Christman & Carson Pace
Lyrics:
Lay your hair down, So i can burn it
I am so grateful for the way that you're supposed to be
when will things change? I'm enjoying myself
I'm raising eyebrows, but I'll never get caught
press up your chest, that's how i like it
You'll never know, she'll feel hell if she does
don't ever tell, I'll win in court
6 months felt fine,
it's time to swim
snaking
your way
through the
scene
comrades
never suspect
what a wonderful sense of timing you must have
(not for the walls but for the blood)
surprise you fucking thief
you've taken the veil
how unexpected
your mother hates when I take the stand
surprise witness hate to see me again
all while i slept, you are the scum
the earth spits into hell
i hope you brought guns, cuz here they come to kill
left or right, they came to kill
they rip you apart in a typhoon of hate
then pull out your throat to make sure you never swim
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Hardwire me, I took too much medicine
god created me, you'll fall in love
don't fall in love
become the lake, gluttony with hate
gluttony with hate
learn your parts
stop asking questions
there's too much blood being spilled
enough to complicate this split
watch me fall away, then drown into fame
rejoice, rejoice, refrain
I'm digging two graves, one for my god, one for my crutch
you never think that you're dead, until you fall into a routine
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Die Glocke
03:16
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Lyrics by Amber Christman & Carson Pace
The Hunt for zero point is still paved with good intentions
it could only be red mercury to stab into the clock
for every nation that falls there is an officer that turns
social service is the blood clot, the red skull overturns
this massacre occurs in graves that are so narrow,
you're safe, you know you're safe,
but this fight's still yours to handle
i guess i never play again
I guess i never play again
do you feel it?
do you feel the blades inside you?
In the wake of disaster
he lives
personally taken away
Hister lives in history,
articles and psalmistry
hister's in america
but if he dies, it's worse
judgement day,
personally taken away
Copyright infringement at it's finest
There's no such thing as silver lining
there's no more "punk rock" in my blood
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(note: I wrote this song when I was 17. Found it again when I was 20, and it meant something completely different to me.)
I remember sinking into the couch
your parents could hear me beg and plead
please dear god don't leave
you aren't even 18, can't control the mistakes you're making
can't
can't control the mistakes you're making
don't leave my side, you know i can't deal with the
fangs of the sentence
(the catholic girl with body paint)
the catholic girl with body paint
4 years I wait and whine,
with see you again as the tag line
here's to hoping
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yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
stabalize it
Opium sounds so good
give me that pipe i wanna bitch and complain about my girl
till it haunts me
the drugs can come up and get on the floor
break my death
I have buried eleven of you,
you will bury clones of me
give up the gun
if it's just two bodies doing the same thing, it'll feel the same way, it'll feel the same way
if it's just two bodies doing the same thing, it'll feel the same way, it'll feel the same way
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
complicate it
fentanyl tastes like shit
give me that pipe i wanna bitch and complain about my girl
till it haunts me
the drugs can come up and get on the floor
break my death
(literally just count to 45)
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The Callous Daoboys Atlanta, Georgia
Carson - Vocals
Maddie - Guitars
Daniel - Guitars
Jackie - Bass
Amber - Violin / Keys
Matthew - Drums
Atlanta Pop Music
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