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pain - broken pixels lyrics

[jerome chance]
i‘ve always been defined by my violence and vices
reality is colder than the jotun giant ice is
done with nypd, deace
they frown upon many things ambitious men embrace
plus they licensed my mistakes
so i leave behind the 8349
theres more nuts in brazil to help me to unwind
‘cuz i don’t want to think (here, have another drink)
had a dream about my wife last night, she was dead
but it was all right
never had much luck with women, even with sax
i lost ’em to the gun (have another to relax)
makes me wish i had a son
(you would have f*cked him up too)
yeah, maybe that’s true
the way i see things, there are two castes
those who build a future or rebuild the past
too long in the middle, my morals have all vanished
appetite for carnage, i’m famished, i’m damaged
time moves forward, but nothing ever changes
when youre looking down the barrel of about a dozen gauges
the world slows down to more lethargic cadence
i want to be a thinker, but i’m a better doer
everything i pull a trigger, then my problems become fewer

[nerdsworth]
they help you keep your game up, max
get that mental frame up
have a couple more paink!llers, least your brain is still
ah ah ahhhhhhh
rotgut with your hand in your pocket
i need anoher drink, man, i need another pill
i can’t even think unless i get another pill
when i get the shakes, take a whiskey, percocet shake
vicodin, codeine, mo fiend for morphine
enhance and spark endorphins
bullet time dodging, lead like the flash
head first, jay garrick moving way too fast
man, two guns blazing, time moves too slow
you’re like cows grazing, can’t touch this pro
you’re snails, vapor trails, drug rails, holy grail
in a pill, full frills, dammit, max no need to chill

[jerome chance]
i sleep with jim beam having bourbon filled dreams
thoughts of endless bullet streams and infinite pharmaceuticals
shooting fools, some may call my acts unconstitutional
(man, that’s civil rights) my days blur into nights
as the gun smoke billows, i wake up face down
in an oxycotton pillow smelling sour from the whiskey
guess i need another (another one?) hit me
you can’t know where you’re going if you don’t know where you came from
everybody and their mama got a bullet with my name
so you need to check your spelling, ‘cuz we know what set you claim son
(that was kinda clever, man, you must be coming down
let’s go hit the jameson, you need another round)
(how you holding up man? you need another chase?)
nah, i’m good, but let me have it just in case
(uh*huh) i can’t feel my face
my flaws provided friction and that frictions my confliction
compounded by addiction, so i try to get a l!ck in
cuz i bring death to whoever caused me pain
so to keep the cycle moving, being payne’s where i remain
but misery loves company and love just brought me jealousy
‘cuz death has always come for me
this is what h*ll must be

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