1. |
The Cut Boy
01:41
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They call me the cut boy
Cutting on his wrist
I wish that I did
Not ever exist
They call me the cut boy
Cutting on his arm
I swear that I’m fine
No need for alarm
Yes I am the cut boy
Cutting all day long
Nobody wants me
I know I don’t belong
Oh I am the cut boy
Just look at all my slits
Ain’t got no time for all
These fucking hypocrites
Refrain:
There goes the cut boy
He’s walking down the tracks
Finally had enough of life
And all it’s setbacks
There goes the cut boy
Let’s all wave goodbye
But nobody stop him
No don’t even try
They call me the cut boy
And I’m fucking pissed
I can feel the anger boiling
Up inside my fist
Say bye bye dear cut boy
It’s time for you to go
And everybody swears they
Never knew he was so low
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2. |
Legalise Nuclear Bombs
03:20
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This fucking world ought to burn
Wiped from existence not to return
I want to see it all go up in fucking flames
I’m sick of playing all these goddamn fucking games
Chorus:
I want to see it burn, I want it all to die
Can you feel the hate when you look me in the eye?
I want this fucking world reduced to fucking ash
If I could have my way I’d nuke it in a flash
Fuck you all you goddamn fucking hypocrites
Pretend you care but I know you don’t give two shits
You’re fucking scum and I know I’m a scumbag too
I swore I’d kill myself if I turned out like you
Chorus 2:
I want to see you burn, I want you all to die
Can you feel the hate when you look me in the eye?
I want to see you all reduced to fucking ash
If I could have my way I’d nuke you all in a flash
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3. |
A World Unkind
03:22
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I can feel the blood rushing to my head
Don’t want it there, I’ll spill it on the ground instead
Watching it all pouring down my fucking face
Just a reminder I’m part of the human race
Chorus:
I hate you all, I hate myself, I hate my brain
Can’t feel a thing, although somehow, I’m in such pain
Don’t wanna feel, don’t wanna know, don’t want my mind
Won’t take it anymore, this world is so unkind
Smashing up my things, in pieces on the ground
Wish I could disappear, never to be found
I am out of control, my rage cannot be tamed
If I was running things you’d all be fucking shamed
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4. |
My Funeral
02:46
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Stop this madness, stop this madness
I cannot take it any more
Stop this torture, stop this torture
I can’t even get up off the floor
Stop this nightmare, stop this nightmare
When the hell will I wake up?
Stop it beating, stop it beating
Stop my heart and get the death makeup
Chorus:
It’s funeral time
This funeral shall be mine x2
Start the mourning, start the mourning
What a joke nobody cries
Start proceedings, start proceedings
No procession no crying eyes
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5. |
Dichotomy
02:06
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The blood is freezing in my veins
It runs cold and dark
Running down my arm it drains
Leaving it’s crimson mark
Chorus:
I was ready to die
But now I’m holding on
I thought I was a good guy
But now that man is gone
All my hopes and ambitions
Have been turned into dust
Living in these conditions
Suicide is a must
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6. |
A Futile War
01:34
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There’s no going back
On the things I have done
Life is a futile war
No battle I’ve won
24 hours screaming
I don’t sleep at night
Will tomorrow bring me peace
Or just another fight?
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7. |
Lock Me Away
02:15
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I see my destiny, I know my fate
Only one way to contain my burning hate
Is this the day I snap? Is this my end?
Am I a broken heart that no one can mend?
Chorus:
They’ll lock me away
Behind some bars
Could happen today
It’s in the stars
My fate is locked down
So shall I be
Just another clown
Who shan’t be free
I can’t be among people, I am a threat
Can’t help but wonder who I would fucking get
Good thing I’ve got my freedom, it keeps me sane
Oh wait I just remembered, it’s only pain
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8. |
The Schizoid Kid
03:01
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Alone in my room
Is where I stay
Got my windows blacked out
To block out the day
I walk up to the store
And blow my cash
Stay up until 4:30
Then fucking crash
Chorus:
This is the life of the schizoid kid
Forced to participate he’s on the grid
Look up his name and number you’ll see him there
But don’t you call him don’t you fucking dare
Ain’t got a job to go to
Got no career
Stepping outside my door
Is what I fear
Life seems so good for some folks
But not for me
Six feet deep this time next year
Is where I’ll be
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9. |
Unspoken
02:25
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Constantly plagued with visions
Of starting fires
Always an inch away from
Slashing some tyres
Logic does not register
When I’m enraged
Feeling just like a beast
Who’s been uncaged
Chorus:
So many things I want to say
Locked in my head is where they’ll stay
I cannot write what’s on my mind
Biting my tongue I am confined
If you could hear what’s trapped up
Inside my head
You’d know that certain things
Have gone unsaid
If I ever slipped up
And said my piece
I think life as I know it
Would fucking cease
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