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Oil of Snakes
06:22
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I’ve got a theory.
Let’s put some bullets in his gun.
Let’s drink up on dirty wine.
Let’s try their pill one last time.
Let’s choke on promises.
Let’s fall for lines.
Let’s all get taken...
Get me drunk on dirty lies.
Open my wallet and close my mind.
Let’s put a bullet in his gun.
Then you can tell me...
Are we having fun?
One more sip of dirty wine.
Oh we can trust him one last time.
You call it love. You call it choice.
I see (chains).
Oh I’ve been waiting all my life.
When 2+2 just equals 5.
Open my wallet and close my mind.
Let’s put a bullet in his gun.
Then you can tell me...
Are we having fun? Is this fun yet?
I’ve got a theory.
I want to put this to the test.
I want to put some bullets in his gun.
I want to aim it right at his...
I’ve got a bad feeling about this
I had the same meal yesterday.
I swallowed the same pill yesterday.
You said the same thing yesterday.
I hit the same wall again.
Let’s get some bullets.
Just tell yourself...
Maybe it will be different this time.
Maybe I’ll get it right.
What could go wrong?
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Bad Cold
03:46
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The family tree has poison leaves.
Words can kill. words have weight.
Wicked smiles with sharpened teeth.
Violence isn’t just for fists.
Violence is a knife that twists.
You see shadows, I see light.
It’s not my fault. But nothing’s right.
Furniture’s broken on the floor.
Shaky hands reach for the door
The family tree has poison leaves.
The cynics laugh with sharpened teeth.
I try to breathe with cancer lungs.
I try to scream (with a silver tongue)
I’m just left waiting.
One of these days.
Just wait.
Words can kill. Words have weight.
Yeah... just you wait.
The prophets are frozen.
The losers have chosen.
With voices so broken.
No one listens.
One of these days.
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Her Disease
02:21
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We all need her disease
We tried listen to machines
We’re just seeing shades of greed
We tried to listen to your weighted questions
To your fiction
We need her. I hope it’s contagious
Your neighbors are failures
You’re just seeing green
I tried begging...
From your bended knee
We need her disease
Change won’t come unless we bleed
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Broiler
04:55
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I am... just like you.
I will fall just like you.
I am small just like you.
I will fall just like you.
I’m a fuck up just like you.
I am lonely just like you.
I am scared like you.
I’m afraid just like you.
I’m not enough.
Just like you.
I will ruin it all. Just trying to keep up.
Am I rich enough? Am I poor enough?
Am I strong enough? Am I cool enough?
Am I tall enough? Am I tough enough?
Am I enough?
I want bullets bouncing off me.
I want to be bullet proof.
Ruin it all.
Measuring up.
Your cancer tongue. Your cancer lungs.
Just like you.
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Party Mode
03:56
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There’s something wrong
with this picture.
This forty percent needs to fade to black.
Just fade to the shadows.
Your words, your looks, your acts.
Are just needles.
Can I just pretend you’re not there?
I just wish...
Give me something for the pain.
All this poison in my veins.
Just make this feeling go away.
Give me something for the pain.
I just need to wash this stain away.
Because this is not okay.
This is not the new normal.
This is not okay.
Give me something for the pain.
All this poison in my veins.
Just make this feeling go away.
Give me something... for this.
Who’s next on your list?
Who’s got the target on their back?
The black one? The brown one?
The rainbow? The rich one?
The poor one? The left one?
Because nothing’s right.
There’s nothing right...
I know I’m supposed to love everyone.
I’m supposed to build bridges.
But there’s poison...
In the air. In the water. In my veins.
And it’s not okay.
Poison... in my veins.
And it’s not okay.
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Bitter Branches consists of veterans from the 90’s punk hardcore scene, having served time in Calvary, Deadguy, Lifetime, Lighten Up, Kiss It Goodbye, No Escape, Paint It Black and Walleye.
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