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A Vision
01:55
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Shatter
01:31
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I smash the motherfucking mirror to a million pieces
Blood freezes, I believe I’ve seen too many seasons
The reasons to be deceased it never ceases
Jesus forgive me it’s not easy to resist
I’m losing it lately, no ifs ands or maybes
So I drop two pills, pop-pop who’s crazy?
I pack a knife in my pocket because I oughta
I’m living hotter than the fourth of July If I gotta die, I gotta
What shitty cards has life dealt me now?
I’ve been sold down the river, God help me out
Please help me out because I was one of the purest kids
The nowhere to go solo so lonely lyricist
No fear in your heart?
Well there’s too many that’s dear to his and here it is
And you can see that these tears are his
Appears in the mirror, a phantom a man of sin
Want to live as a kid again and see all my friends again
‘Cause everyday I wake up a little bit older
I wish I still had this pretty girls head on my shoulder
Instead I’m now a man staring straight where the mirror is
I’ll smash that piece of shit fuck how clear it is.
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Mom Never Knew Her
03:25
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Bad Luck
02:13
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(When I’m around it’s bad luck for every-fuckin-body)
I’ll cross a black cats path and make a whole mirror shatter
On the 13th floor I stroll under a ladder and this pattern don’t matter
I’m hella stuck with bad luck
Open an umbrella in the house and don’t give a mad fuck
‘Cause shit just adds up I’ll do some shit I’m regretting
But you can’t scare me no more Michael’s dead already
And I’ve returned to burn you snake-heads with molotov’s
All across the shithole it’s the new holocaust
Fuck I keep my style as smiles and grins
I’m not your enemy I can hurt you more as your friend
An my life’s been torture everything’s in distortion
I’m bad luck and I want to bring you my misfortune
Your soul’s horseshit and I’m mentally ill literally
I’ll take a cruise in a Cadillac with a Kennedy
Play the lottery and end up owing them money
A storm clouds over my head and it’s warm and sunny
Fuck ‘em, Everywhere I go pianos fall behind me
I make a snake’s head crack with a baseball bat
When I was growing I was showing no signs of going
Nowhere and no one cared because they think I’m an omen
Open heart but I close my fist and hit back
Go ahead snake-head play dead I won’t fall for that
A “Click-Clack” empty the clip to the bottom
I can’t stab you through the heart because you ain’t got one
I want all you fucks gone but if I can’t get closer
I’ll make you go home and take a bath with a toaster
This serpent tried to follow me to Joe Wigg’s house
But Joe just spit venom back in that snake-heads mouth
Fucking side winder, you should learn to mind your own business
When it come to my credentials, my friends or bitches
Death missed you by inches but don’t call it “luck”
‘Cause now you ain’t even man enough to even be called a cunt
Awe did your feelings get hurt? See my Grin
Suck my dick, that’s how sorry I am
And to all you snakes let me say it again
Fuck your mother your kids your sister and your friends….
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5. |
The Hill
03:51
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6. |
Hallucinations
04:32
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7. |
My Memories Carry Guns
03:01
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8. |
Worth While
04:26
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9. |
This Bless is a Curse
03:35
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10. |
Talk Shit on Yourself
03:37
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11. |
Warped World
04:20
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12. |
Under My Bed (interlude)
01:19
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13. |
Fuck What You THought
02:10
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