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[ZatchX]

Artist: The Used
Song: I'm A Fake

Small, simple, safe price, rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets. This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals, and I am not afraid to die. I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight. I want the pain of payment. What's left, but a section of pigmy-size cuts? Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks. Would you be my little cut? Would you be my thousand fucks? And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid, to fill, and spill over and under my thoughts. My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter: I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart. Love is not like anything. Especially a fucking knife.

Look at me, can you tell
By the way I move and do my hair?
Do you think that it's me
Or is it not me? I don't even care
I'm alive, I don't smell
I'm the cleanest I have ever been
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry
Dry

Just look at me, look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake
Just look at me, look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake

Do I drink? Do I date?
I've got perfect placements
All my ink satisfied In your eyes
I'm the biggest fan that I've got right now
I made sure that I look how I wanted to look
The people around me, the people surround me
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry
Dry

Just look at me, look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake
Just look at me, look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake
Just look at me
I'm a fake, I'm fake
Just look at me
I'm a fake, I'm fake

My stomach hurts now
And all tied off in lace
I pray, I beg, for anything
To hit me in the face
And this sickness isn't me
And I pray to fall from grace
The last thing I see is feeling
And I'm telling you I'm a fake
And I'm telling you I'm a fake
And I'm telling you I'm a fake
And I'm telling you I'm a fake
I'm telling you I'm

Just look at me, look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm fake, I'm a fake
Just look at me, look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm fake, I'm a fake
Just look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake
Just look at me now
I'm a fake, I'm a fake

Fake
Fake
Fake
Genuine fake

[Thunderstruck05]

Artist: Dethklok
Song: Duncan Hills Coffee Jingle

Do you folks like coffee?
Real coffee
From the Hills
Of Colombia

The Duncan Hills will wake you.
From a thousand deaths.
A cup of blackened blood.
(Dying, dying)
You're dying for a cup.

Guatemalan blend
Ethiopian
French vanilla roast
(Dying, dying)
You're dying for a cup.

Prepare for ultimate flavor...
You're gonna get some milk!
And scream... for your cream!

Duncan Hills
Duncan Hills
Duncan Hills

COFFEE!

[ZatchX]

Artist: The Agonist
Song: Business Suits and Combat Boots

Does history guide you, or do you set out to change it?
Breach not broken

F*** your...
Skinned- alive designer wear
Fashion shades and salon hair
Heels to help where nature failed
Artificial teeth and nails

The wasp's nest expands

So clap your hands! It's her!
The one black woman who's success you don't credit to Affirmative Action
The way of the future is corporate sponsors raising your kids
Maternal love is nothing compared to what $7 gives
Put in, suck out plastic body parts
It's the ever-growing industry of cosmetic arts!
Bombarded with the idealized shots, dysmorphic, self-destructive plots

Physical flaws are a mental blank

So pay your surgeons
It’s your parents you should thank

[Chorus:]
These eyes are blind to several hundred left behind
(Lest we forget again)
But the border is breached but not broken
Who tries to find the several hundred left behind,
When the border is breached but not broken?

Go-existing in a twisted society
Where youth is a crime and wasteful sweat-shops expenditures are how luxury is defined
Now the KKK has found a new masquerade
F*** your self-proclaimed supremacy
You hide your face and your shame!

Identify right and wrong when all fact is merely opinion
You cannot know the sweetness of victory without first dwelling in the agony of defeat

[Chorus]

[ViperBite]

Sadly it's over, and it don't even phase me
Last way a woman changed me, was my diaper as a baby
I'm feelin' crazy, I'm a miserable individual
Cause we break up continual, like Nextel cellular signal
I've given you knowledge that goes beyond your understanding
But you blanket yourself in myth and missed all that I taught
I don't, think you've ever known a father's love
I feel like heartlessly dumping you, like Jennifer did to Chris Judd
I misjudged...had to break my phone to not call
Should've never got involved...you had my poster on the wall, bitch
Women want us to walk down the aisle to the alter, singing a hymn
The hidden meaning to them is "I'll alter him"

From Chino XL's "Can't Change Me"

[ZatchX]

Artist: Kill Hannah
Song: Lips Like Morphine

(Aaaah, aaaahhh)

I want a girl with lips like morphine,
Knock me out every time they touch me.
I wanna feel a kiss just crush me,
And break me down.

Knock me out (knock me out),
Knock me out (knock me out).
Cause I’ve waited for all my life,
To be here with you tonight. (Aaaah, aaahh)

I want a girl with lips like morphine,
Blow a kiss that leaves me gasping.
And I wanna feel that lightning strike me,
And burn me down.

Knock me out (knock me out),
Knock me out (knock me out).
Cause I’ve waited for all my life,
To be here with you tonight.
Just put me on my back,
Knock me out again.

I want a girl with lips like morphine (lips like morphine),
Knock me out every time they touch me (every time they touch me).
I want a girl with lips like morphine,
To knock me out.

See I’ve waited for all my life,
To be here with you tonight.
Just put me on my back,
Knock me out again.