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1.
Intro: Fuck Your Scene! Verse 1. I’m tired of the norm that’s going on today, No one is unique, you all are the same Taking some pills to take off my chills Subduing my aggression and dramatic fills Calm down, it is how it is, Not worth a try, it won’t get fixed, Just give in like the rest of the world, Watch me how I make you swallow your words Chorus: I don’t give a fuck, I might as well lost it I give a shit about being artistic If that makes you think I’m another drama queen Watch me burn down your whole fucking scene Verse 2. I’m tired of being told what to do, Like every other punk across the room, You say do this, you say do that, Makes me want to blow a hole in my head Calm down, it is how it is, Not worth a try, it won’t get fixed, Just give in like the rest of the world, Watch me how I make you swallow your words Chorus: I don’t give a fuck, I might as well lost it I give a shit about being artistic If that makes you think I’m another drama queen Watch me burn down your whole fucking scene Verse 3. Sick of the scene that tells me how to dress Sick of the scene gatekeeping this mess Stop giving a shit, stop caring what they say Make your own rules and go your own way! Sick of the scene that pleaded me to change Dressing all up for your rebel phase Sick of the scene that almost made me quit Fuck your noise, I’m sick of your shit! Chorus/Outro: I don’t give a fuck, I might as well lost it I give a shit about being artistic If that makes me like another drama queen Watch me burn down the whole fucking scene Cause I don’t give a fuck, I have already lost it Because I gave a shit about being artistic Here I come, just another drama queen Setting ablaze your whole fucking scene, boy.
2.
Verse 1. Saw the ads late at night Television took over my mind All the hot girls right on the screen Makes my mind turn red Something grows it seems Can’t believe I am that desperate I feel like a fucking maggot Dirty, rotten, fucked up in the seam Pre-Chorus: Oh my god screw it all, Touching my self, need some help There’s nothing wrong, fuck myself, fuck myself, fuck my- Chorus: Thinking of masturbation Sex sells on the tv stations Seduction for the ill advised Messed up brain, ready to be ostracized Sex deprecation Leads to masturbation Leads to guilt and desperation Give me some shameless self sedation! Shameless self sedation! Verse 2. Can’t help but feeling disgusted After I rubbed and crusted My god what is wrong with me Masturbating till I can’t see I’m part of the young and lonely All these hormones raging inside of me My parents disowned me, I’m goddamn broke Long live for therapy T.V ! Pre-Chorus: Oh my god screw it all, Touching my self, need some help There’s nothing wrong, fuck myself, fuck myself, fuck my- Bridge: Then I went to church, Found help in god, Then I met the priest Told him all that was wrong He preached and judged I spoke in devil’s tongues The goddamned forsaken son Should’ve been aborted by the age of one! Chorus: Thinking of masturbation Sex sells on the tv stations Seduction for the ill advised Messed up brain, ready to be ostracized Sex deprecation Leads to masturbation Leads to guilt and desperation Give me some shameless self sedation! Chorus: Thinking of masturbation Sex sells on the tv stations Seduction for the ill advised Messed up brain, ready to be ostracized Sex deprecation Leads to masturbation Leads to guilt and desperation Give me some shameless self sedation! Pre-Chorus/Outro: Oh my god screw it all, Touching my self, need some help There’s nothing wrong, fuck myself, fuck myself, fuck myself, FUCK
3.
Stiff Drinks 02:16
Verse 1. Stiff drink, I can’t relax Gotta get my prick wet, gotta have some sex My dick shrinks! I’m eighty two, Gotta get a big car gotta have an ego! Chorus: I don’t have no oversight Complex and a dickhead overnight I scream and screw everything that moves, All the wealth that I abuse Verse 2. Stiff fix, Need some abuse Need a guy that I can use, just screw loose Bitch attitude, don’t really care Bout the big car, just a sucker that dares! Chorus: I don’t have no oversight Complex and a vampire overnight I scream and screw everything that moves, All the wealth that I indulge and use Bridge (2x!) Money, power fame sets aside the pain Rising all the way to your irregular brain, Socialistic, psychotic not caring anymore, The money dollar bills are rotting at your core! Chorus: I don’t have no oversight I judge everything, pretend they might Fuck me and give some cash for the night Selling my soul, without putting up a fight! Outro: We have no oversight, The human race looks for the plight! Do Cocaine, wealth gained, or staying the night! What money doesn’t buy, gets shot on sight! We have no We have no, We have no We lost our oversight!
4.
Verse 1. Providing solutions, not your forté is the reason Whilst I understand, the ringing in my ears isn’t ceasing You say you’ve seen all of humankind, you are the profound You’ve seen the small, seen the big mr. know it all Pre Chorus: Oh aahh oh, oh aaah shut up Chorus: God you suck Talk too much Wish you would Just shut up If this goes Any longer I might just Choke you out! (Stop Talking) Verse 2. You live your status through your new bought cars and houses I wish you would see how stupid and clouded that is Nobody will like you through your monetary worth If you go around and pay everyone pennies like a jerk Pre Chorus: Oh aahh oh, oh aaah shut up Chorus: God you suck Talk too much Wish you would Just shut up If this goes Any longer I might just Choke you out! (Stop Talking) Verse 3. Always bring the tale of another learned lesson Try to sound profound with your money excession Always try to teach something new or cool Brag about how you didn’t graduate school Post – Chorus: You never have enough Never have enough money Never have enough Never have enough ladies Never have enough Never have enough stars Never have enough For me to bother who you are! You never have enough Never have enough tales Never have enough Never have enough sales Never ever will you ever have enough for me to bother who you are
5.
Verse 1. So you rebel till time will tell Or when you have been seen Post in on your socials, To live the punk fitted dream Then you wake up to another day Eating breakfast free, Not everyday is a battle, Just meaningless as you seem to be Chorus: Aha, Truest form of being a hypocrite Aha, Falling apart while faking it Everyone will just find out, for that I’m certain without doubt Selling dirt as remedies for simple hurt, will never ever work! Verse 2. Casting blame, preaching shame Till everybody knows You’re the king of righteousness Everyone needs to follow Helping right, killing left, Doesn’t matter right, As long as you keep hiding theft And keeping up the fight! Chorus: Aha, Truest form of being a hypocrite Aha, Falling apart while faking it Everyone will just find out, for that I’m certain without doubt Selling dirt as remedies for simple hurt, will never ever work! Outro: Sellin lies, hateful lies, you’re thinking you’re the pope Haven’te quite figured out they will hang you by the rope Once they do, and they will, they’ll be going for the kill Save your sorrows, no tomorrow, time to reap what has been sowed
6.
Verse 1. Welcome to the ignorant dumb smart shit generation Inject yourself with some fake information We don’t care who we buy as long it turns them to our side We don’t want to believe shit happens like the whole planet’s genocide! Verse 2. Welcome to the voters dumb foundations As long as we like the leader who is dumb doesn't care about fun So we complain about who we elected! We off the people have selected that the planet’s bout to be destroyed! Chorus: We don’t care who breeds, We don’t plant our seeds Mass population over exceeds It’s time to pick a new race to lead! We don’t care what sells Give up your brain dead cells Stop selling condoms, we don’t need ‘em I don’t wanna belong here anymore Verse 2. Have a seat while we turn on the night time news Some kid killed his christian parents, cause he was abused Change to channel to some panel where we talk about the stars that died of cocaine Screw the abuse, fame being such a pain, let’s skip the channels from the mundane day to Chorus: We don’t care who breeds, We don’t plant our seeds Mass population over exceeds It’s time to pick a new race to lead! We don’t care what sells Give up your brain dead cells Stop selling condoms, we don’t need ‘em I don’t wanna belong here anymore Verse 3. Some guy in the sky, plans out how we die, We say we act good and don’t sin all the time, But we do and it’s cool, you can’t do what we do Selling faith like crack, the man has got our back, Hallelujah! We believe through economy! Long live our christianity! Chorus: We don’t care who breeds, We don’t plant our seeds Mass population over exceeds It’s time to pick a new race to lead! Outro: Let the whole fucking thing Be hit by asteroids, We are worth a dime To alien overlords, Let it all burn down To the curse marked ground It’s time to cleanse, Every resident They will tie me up in white Padded cells tonight Cause when you scream genocide People run and hide Care for their own Murder is condoned Screw all the crippled Mentally disabled I don’t wanna belong here anymore.(2x) Kill all the humans (4x)
7.
Verse 1. Get get get, get away from my job I wanna punch punch punch, punch a cop I want to destroy destroy, destroy a bench I want to scream some fucking sense! Chorus: You can’t tell me what to do anymore, Stopped to listen to your laws like before, They are boring, they are boring, they are boring me! Verse 2. Want to run run run, run away Lay constituional laws to waste, I feel, feel, feel agression today Something to break the pace Chorus: You can’t tell me what to do anymore, Stopped to listen to your laws like before, They are boring, they are boring, they are boring me! You can’t tell me to obey the rules anymore, Stopped to listen to your laws like before, They are boring, they are boring, they are boring me! Even if they lock me up and throw away the key You are boring, you are boring, you are boring me! FUCK. FUCKING SHIT!

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released July 19, 2023

Recorded & Mixed: D.I.T.A.
Mastering and additional Audio Wizardry: David Eve.

Wouter 'Wiwa' Stam: Vocals
Robin 'Daddy' Hiemstra: Guitar
Chris 'De Verlosser' Alexander: Guitar
Robini 'Martini' Esschendal: Bass
Ziggy 'Ziggy' Linders: Dums

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