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Bank account anxiety Every time I check It’s all work, all work It makes me really upset Now my rents rising And I eat bullshit for food I’m bad luck, bad luck And there’s nothing to do Once I had dreams Where now it’s dollar signs I’m fucked, I’m fucked I’m miserable inside Drain on society Like a ball and chain I’m stuck, I’m stuck And here I go again God it’s so fucked Bank account anxiety Here let me count the ways That I’m fucked, I’m fucked It’s never going away Make it up and lie to me My life until it ends More work, morе work Oh here I go again Therе’s no future for us So go and get all you got There’s nothing left cause Somebody’s taken it all God we’re so fucked It’s bank account anxiety
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
I’m the king of cultural waste On a franchised throne All across the space That binds the world The time for the rope has come to pass Hanging in the streets I’m a hero at last But you can’t hurt me - I’m the lead in this story And I’m never going away Like fire - I burn Such a bright light Burn Like a fire - I burn Such a bright light Burn No more light - I’m a black hole No more bright light Burned Dead Light
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Whatever you’re feeling, feeling’s of a child Corrupted memories, grown up and died It’s always been the same, from existence to now Picked over and over again, golden calf’s a cow Remember the good times, I don’t miss em at all I’ve already lived through this, once was enough You see, I’ve been here before but it’s gone There’s nobody left cause everybody moved on Bought in, aged out, or died down like a fire I’m living the proof but I feel like a liar Now I’m wide eyed Blind, one eye Wide, one eye Blind, one Eye Beats me beet red like a drum I don’t feel anything I just get to be numb Poor me, oh I keep changing my mind On a möbius trip for the rest of my life, right? Now I’m wide eyed Blind, one eye Wide, one eye Blind, one Eye
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Well I can’t read the news And I can’t watch TV Can’t stand these voices Talking on and on to me I’m my therapist’s shrink And man, she’s got a lot to say I never get in a word But I still get to pay All this talk about shit That keeps bringing me down All these little nightmares Always waiting to be found There’s a voice in my head That’s lurking’ round like a twin So now I’m never alone Even in my own skin Can’t have any peace No silence when I’m around All these little nightmares Only waiting to be found
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
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It’s bad Bad news from outer space It looks like God has dumped us Our planet’s being erased We’ve all come to the slaughter Like a massive drove of pigs Fattened up right for the taking Waiting for their knives to sting And I don’t care, care at all I don’t care, don’t care at all If it hadn’t come from outside It would have come within Race toward annihilation Destruction inch by inch And I don’t care, care at all I don’t care, don’t care at all The world is decimated And there’s no hope left on Earth The next bullshit existence In the bullshit universe In the end the only prize is To be the first to die So this nightmare continues And there’s no reason why And I don’t care, care at all I don’t care, don’t care at all
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
I take my life like a punchline to the face I'm a joke out of timing - a fossil of a lost late age So, this is why I’m alive - last one down gets to dig the grave I'm the last to arrive - I get to carry the dead weight And I know why Cause I'm the dud A Chudly Dunderson Hail Chudly Hail Chudly Why a Chudly why - we could’ve had the world This scene is dying - but I'll still work the room Give the old song and dance - before it gets too late to ask For a little something else - before this party just Goes, Goes, Goes, Gone
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
If I had wanted fun, I would’ve made it You gotta get work done, before you take it Easy! That son, is number one Don’t want to be a failure, you gotta be someone Don’t wanna be like me son, don’t wanna be like me Right now I could e working, but someone keeps on Crying! Crying! Signs - in the back of my mind Signs - one ask at a time Signs - in the back of my mind Signs, signs In the back, in the back of my Mind… and I’m off, just trying to make a dime Oh, this is business son - no time, for you, no time Why can’t you stand? Don’t understand? What kind of lazy baby just lays there on its back? If you had worked for me, I’d fire you so fast Just cause that you’re my son, don’t mean you get to slack What would the boys at work say? What would the boys all say? They’d take one look at you son, and say that I’m to blame Guess I don’t know my strength - I’m not a violent man Yeah I don’t know my strength, I’m not a violent man But that’s what they’ll all say
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Thoughts like a fucking thorn in my side Wanna bash my brains in until I can smile But I still can’t get away, get away, from my mind Can’t wait for my body to rot with corpse smell Incinerate me on my way to hell Throw me in the sea and let the fish eat me Or carve me up and cut my life away - it’s ok! Feel my beating heart and wanna rip it out Feel it sputtering while I’m bleeding out And they’ll say I’m gone I’m moving on And I’ll say, finally Oh you can’t sue me No you can’t sue me for cutting lines in purgatory Still it feels like I’m scratching on a phantom limb Can’t tell where I end and where nothing begins And I still can’t get away, get away, where I’ve been Where I’ve gone, Where I’ve been
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026
Think I’ve got about Thrity feet To the door Eleven steps, maybe less It’s hard to count Anymore I can’t see I can feel Eyes on me Up the stairs Hand to lock Fumbling the key Pulse is racing He is coming Get inside And I’m free Ha, hah… He’s here
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 01, 2026