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fishing
00:53
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Bait for the bait drone
Trash for the trash throne
Welcome to my emotional thunderdome
I am creative nothingness
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theme song
01:58
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i am a sad sack
you can fit me in your backpack
stuffed way down in the bottom
where everything is pitch black
i am lunch sack
just apple cores and fruit snacks
with way too many problems
for you to have to unpack
i am literally way beyond the need for help
and way too fucking anxious to help myself
i can be your monster or just an end to a means
i can be a better tool than a friend or fiend
so when your boss/dad has finally gone too far
there's no easier way to retire/theres no better queer to admire
so just pick up the phone
call a murder person for hire
youre playin blackjack
with deck that is all black
Just kings and queens up your sleeve
With a very handy card stack
i can bring a rucksack
fill it with guns and wear a face mask
And with a bulletproof vest ill wait
til its time to get some payback
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i am never gonna do the dishes
I will let them soak
and clean themselves instead
I am never gonna finish the dishes
I will let them grow of mold until im dead
it doesnt take much, but im not lazy
its just something i hate, ill reuse my plate
cause doing dishes is fucking crazy
i am never gonna do the dishes
youre not my mom and i dont have to listen to you
I am never gonna finish the dishes
if i threw them all away what would you do
I am never gonna do the dishes
Ive told you a billion times
why won't you listen?
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3edgy5me
01:53
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Let's go to the punk show
There's a sweet ass band downstairs
Maybe your cute ass friends will have
Some impressive words to share
Let's go to the punk show
When I get off I'll meet you there
I bet your stupid shitty friends will have
Some oppressive words to share
They'll ride a scapegoat
Cisgendered cash cow
He's still my friend bro
She fucking passed out
Bet ya can't guess the act
It's the same fucking five white dudes
Playing boring ass songs
For a room full of dudes
Let's go to the punk show
To that inclusive one downtown
In a basement warm and cozy
Where there's no abusers around
Let's go to the punk show
The one I cannot wait to see
I hear their singer is a rapist
And the booker is a Nazi
They'll ride a scapegoat
Cisgendered cash cow
He's still my friend bro
She fucking passed out
Don't bother to stay for the show
It's the same fucking five white dudes
Playing boring ass songs
For a room full of dudes
As the same fucking five white dudes
Pat themselves on the back
For a set well done
It's the same fucking five white dudes
Eating shit cause they can't tell a yes from a no
It's the same fucking five white dudes
Playing boring ass songs for a room full of dudes
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glass body
01:47
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I will fall on my ass
I only wanted more than your heart
My body is made of glass
And I will fall on my ass
My brain was broken from the start
My body is made of glass
And now I'm gonna blow it apart
Part
Party time
Party in the USA
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knife.mkv
02:12
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There's a knife inside the drawer
I wanna open up my ribcage
Because my brain it is a pretzel
And the knife it might not make me feel so strange
I tried to use my mouth
But the words just dribbled out
And it all just started pouring
I'm so fucking boring
I'll stab you one time
And I'll take a little break
And then I'll stab you at least 3 or 4 more times
I'll stab you 5 times
And then I'll take a little break
And when I close my eyes the knives fall into place
And stab over and over and over and over again
My knife is better than your knife
My knife is made of gold
My knife is better than your knife
My knife is only three and a half years old
I tried to use my mouth
But the words just dribbled out
And it all just started pouring
I'm so fucking boring
I'll stab you one time
And I'll take a little break
And then I'll stab you at least 3 or 4 more times
I'll stab you 5 times
And then I'll take a little break
And when I close my eyes the knives fall into place
And stab over and over and over and over again
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everything is okay now so why are you still depressed
other people have it bad so maybe dont be upset
just talk to your therapist, cause its all just in your head
just take a deep breath, it could be worse, you could be dead
if you make yourself the victim
youre only ever gonna be the victim
thanks, it worked, im cured
i guess thats all i needed to feel better
my soul was crushed but now its fine
because you felt the need to chime in
thank you very much now i feel better
theres a starving kid in Africa so shit is not that bad
youre broken, youre lucky, you cant love and youre too sad
if things go sour youre the only one to blame
just smile and laugh, just be nice, ignore the pain
if you make yourself the sad boi
youre only ever gonna be the sad boi
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Please do not touch me
I'm not an object
And what's inside of my pants is none of your fucking business
Please no do not ask what's in my pants
When I look back on my life all I ever wanted
Was some semblance of home
Filling voids that I didn't know I had
I really wanna be alone
I'm here and I'm queer and I'm drowning in fear
And I'm blaming it all on you
My i-d-e-n-titty isn't enough for you
I'm not trying to tell you what to do
Respect isn't so fucking hard
It's nothing you don't even have to understand
When I try to talk about all the ways that I've felt
The intention is lost before it hits your ears
I guess I look way too masculine, oh what a joke
Cause that's not whats inside of here
I'm here and I'm queer and I'm drowning in fear
And I'm blaming it all on you
And I wanna punch you in the face
So much for the tolerant left
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wish
02:23
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I had a dream where I fell right asleep
And my chest didn't hurt so bad
You drank a tea and it tasted so sweet
And it kept you from feeling so sad
I wish I had one every night
And if I had one wish I would waste it on a kiss
That would never ever ever end
You are a dream where I run in the street
And I break every one of my bones
I am the ghost of a reoccurring nightmare
That lives inside of Alex Jones
I bet he has one every night
And if I had one wish I would waste it on the chance
Just to visit his crazy brain
I wish I had one every night
And if I has two fish
I would make them infinite
Just like motherfucking Jesus did
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break all of my fingers
02:02
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It goes without saying
that heavens not a place on earth
where ice cream tastes good
the way that ice cream should
I bet ya know what that is worth
i am slowly realizing
that some things matter more in life
much more than i thought
than all the drugs your daddy bought
and maybe i dont wanna die
so let me state the obvious for just one fucking minute
I dont wanna be inside a grave if youre not in it
all men are scum and all roads lead to rome
all cops are bastards, my heart is my home
Property is theft sexuality is fake,
Living is theft and everything is fake
Alexander wasnt great, gender is fake
and were all gonna die alone
my body runs on candy
im never staying hydrated
punk rock was the truth
at least i thought so in my youth
I never saw the harm i did
My brain is slowly melting
and surprisingly its not from drugs
i played a lotta games
ate like shit and stayed up late
and never ever got enough hugs
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i trust you
02:11
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I trust you as much as I trust anyone who's never seen a star war
I trust you as much as I trust anyone who's never tried to kill themself
I trust you as much as I trust anyone who's never wanted to believe in god
I trust you as much as I trust anyone who doesnt like Jeff Goldblum
I trust you
I trust you
I trust you as far as you can throw me
Please throw me
Please throw me
Please throw me
Please throw me
Please throw me in the trash
I trust you as much as I trust anyone who's seriously never seen a single Star Wars movie, not even the prequels
I trust you as much as I trust anyone who's never wanted to kill someone
I trust you as much as I trust anyone who's never tried to steal money from their parents
I trust you as much as I trust anyone who would trust anyone
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