Epicenter
Pop culture with a pin Watch it wheeze in the air like a dying balloon A mistake dawned on me And the rest of my tribe: "Your wish is our command" No really, it's OK Give yourselves a group hug and a pat on the back No really, it's alright Pose your best for a shot from the firing squad Choosing my defence I'll stay on the fence Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven Raiding tomorrow's prayers Stained silver bullet Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through On a dare Pop culture with a pill Watch it make all the worms in your mind disappear Maybe so, maybe not Never sure if it's me underneath a white sheet Halloween, Halloween With a mask I can be your new friend for a while Trick or treat, trick or treat There's a razorblade inside your candy bar Choosing my defence I'll stay on the fence Choosing my defence I'll stay on the fence Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven Raiding tomorrow's prayers Stained silver bullet Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through On a dare, dare I'm choosing my defence I'll stay on the fence Pop culture on your skin You cannot keep your fingers away from your face Memories haunting me Like a fish floating dead at the top of a tank Sneak a gun through the gates of heaven Raiding tomorrow's prayers Stained silver bullet Oh how it kills me waiting to follow through On a dare, dare Choosing my defence I'll stay on the fence On a dare On a dare On a dare On a dare Dare!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 27, 2026
And we continue to chase the sun Only to burn up both our hands And we will find out what's to know... In warning winds, the truth will blow You might find I'm feeling all the guilt Dragging out the hours, all deceived Both are harmless and haunting to me Now remember your heroes As a cancel out zero Like you were young again A man you haven't seen in years Resurrecting your deepest fears Returns a favor unto himself... By turning us the other cheek You're just a coat of red in Hell Tired of turning us away You might find I'm feeling all the guilt And now remember your heroes As a cancel out zero You were never the one to break away Dragging out the hours, all deceived And now remember your heroes As a cancel out zero You were never the one to break free You turn your eyes to gray You turn your eyes away You You're another coat of red in Hell Kill this child to make sure I've raised him well On a concrete road to recovery 'Cause I'm knocking over every cone In front of me
Submitted by The Void — Apr 18, 2026
Radar, you lost me An impossible disguise Men all around are searching hard Nevermind, he's so long and gone Boy, he's really hard to find! And by design you know he won't be found Otherwise he'll crash into the ground Lifted away What a day to be lost in the air! They won't come across me Hiding in the sky Cause' nobody walks without their heads Pointed down at the ground in a daze Well, it's amazing what you'd find And by design you know I won't come down Otherwise I'll crash into the ground Lifted away What a day to be lost in the air!
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 27, 2026
Right way down the wrong road Wrong way down the right road Hey man, watch where you're going Hey man, watch where you're going Lift-off! We're on our way home Lady, that's when you'll say to me: "We'll do what we can..." We're in orbital mode We're on our way to the top floor Hey man, watch where you're going Hey man, watch where you're going Lift-off! We're on our way home Lady, that's when you'll say to me: "We'll do what we can... Anything at all to make you comfortable Before we re-enter the atmosphere" If a crash-landing ends our trek I'll be first to leave the wreck Hey man, go where I go Hey man, know what I know Lift-off! We're on our way home Lady, that's when you'll say to me: "We'll do what we can... Anything at all to make you comfortable Before we re-enter the atmosphere"
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 27, 2026
Hey candy cane brain Pouring like the rain Sweeter than any pain I'd even dare name I kinda need a sort of wind to blow me out and to control the flame I kinda need a sort of fuse to light my brain candle, oh yeah Hey candy cane brain Sugared like the stain Keeping her a tasty Flavored flowing vein And don't try, I will do it all for you Never ask me "How's your brain?" When I'm down dying here of thirst for one Dose of my own medicine I kinda need a sort of wind to blow me out and to control the flame I kinda need a sort of fuse to light my brain candle I kinda need a sort of wind to blow me out and to control the flame I kinda need a sort of fuse to light my brain candle I couldn't feel it How could this be your flame? I couldn't feel it How could this be your flame? I couldn't feel it How could this be your flame? I couldn't feel it How could this be your flame?
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Feb 27, 2026