Distaste for your face Grew at such an alarming pace The things you say to me They make me want to bleed Insignificant waste of space A disgrace to the human race Keep on talking like this And I'll have no fucking choice You make so Irate So fucking full of hate I can't even stand To watch you suffocate Because you make so Irate So fucking full of hate I can't even stand To watch you suffocate The way you look at me It's so plain to see That you are full of pity Just like me Insignificant waste of space A disgrace to the human race Keep on talking like this And I'll have no fucking choice You make so Irate So fucking full of hate I can't even stand To watch you suffocate Because you make so Irate So fucking full of hate I can't even stand To watch you suffocate

This is for the the ones who think they're better than everyone else Drunk on popularity and drowning in themselves I got news for you buddy you're worth nothing more Than the tiles on my bathroom floor I shouldn't have to remind you, tell you twice That treating people like shit, just isn't nice Your superiority complex is rearing its head Thinking of ways to slam me A to Zed You're not worth a thing Not a goddamn thing But it'd be so nice To have you out of my life You say you're gonna kill me but I'll get to you first It'd do me nothing better than to watch you hurt I'm tired of this barrage this lengthy mental collide It'll all be done once it's said and it'll be fun To bring your end with the barrel of my gun You're not worth a thing Not a goddamn thing But it'd be so nice To have you out of my life

Jesus was a drug addict He shot heroin And fooled you all into thinking That he would come again Religion is a catastrophe It's not good for you or me If we all put down the book We would lose the dirty looks Jesus was an alcoholic He liked to drink gin and tonic Bastard loved the booze so much He turned his wine into blood Religion is a catastrophe It's not good for you or me If we all put down the book We would lose the dirty looks Jesus was a drug addict He liked to smoke blunts Just so he could get High as fuck Religion is a catastrophe It's not good for you or me If we all put down the book We would lose the dirty looks Religion is a catastrophe It's not good for you or me If we all put down the book We would lose the dirty looks

Talk talk like a broken record And I don't wanna hear it All you are is annoyance With a droning voice Just shut the fuck up And move on I don't want to hear your voice Get outta here with that noise Moan moan moan Drone drone Drone Leave me alone Just shut up On and on and on Don't wanna hear it All you are is on fucking repeat Why can't I ignore it Nag nag nag nag Don't wanna hear it Don't wanna hear your voice Get outta hear with that noise so moan moan moan drone drone drone leave me alone just shut up moan moan moan drone drone drone leave me alone just shut up just shut up just shut up just shut the fuck up

Its Black Friday Its Black Friday Its Black Friday Its Black Friday When consumerism turns to murderism And capitalism's a literal blood battle When you head to the mall You better watch your fucking ass cuz It's Black Friday I'm not being racist I'm just trying to save us From the bloody halls In the shopping malls Its Black Friday Its Black Friday Its Black Friday Its Black Friday Shows the lengths That we'll go To get something That we don't need You better Watch your ass Cuz that guys packing heat Its Black Friday Its Black Friday Its Black Friday Its Black Friday

It's a shame to say That until my dying day I won't give a fuck about you And you know it's true Back in the day When you meant more Things were different and I'm so sure you've fucking changed Get off my back I don't care I don't care I don't care About you It's a shame to say That until my dying day I won't give a fuck about you Get off my fucking back Back in the day When you meant more Things were different And I'm so sure that you have changed Just leave me the hell alone I don't care I don't care I don't care About you I don't care I don't care I don't care About you

I'm not a fighter Not a lover Not a psychopathic other I'm not a fit mold Not a perfect cage I'm not gonna be what you want me to be A perfect model for society I'm not gonna be what you want me to be You'd love for me Not to be me I'm not gonna change for anyone Or anything I'm not gonna conform to all your fucking lies I'm not gonna conform to your way of life Be the exact opposite of perfection Fuck your Barbie and Ken I'm not gonna be what you want me to be A perfect model for society I'm gonna be what you want me to be You'd love for me Not to be me

I'm a moron I'm a half wit And I can't drive worth half a shit So I took to bussing people around In this dump you call a town Pedicab Dreams Kings of Sleaze Pedicab Dreams Keep the roads so clean Pedicab Dreams The only way to be Pedicab Dreams Don't you want to be me My job sucks So fuck you Can't get anywhere Unless I let you The rules of the road They don't apply to me I'm top dog around here Can't you see? Pedicab Dreams Kings of Sleaze Pedicab Dreams Keep the roads so clean Pedicab Dreams The only way to be Pedicab Dreams Don't you want to be me Pedicab Dreams Kings of Sleaze Pedicab Dreams Keep the roads so clean Pedicab Dreams The only way to be Pedicab Dreams Don't you want to be me Pedicab Dreams Pedicab Dreams Pedicab Dreams Pedicab Dreams

Met a girl with a heart of gold The things she can do they make my stomach turn The things she can do they really rock my world Forever in love with an unnamed girl Follow me, and then you'll see What it's like, to be set free Maybe one day you'll even notice me Until then I'll forget to breathe Fell in love with an unnamed girl Every last quirk is just a perk Every last minute of every dying day You are the thought That's in my brain Follow me, and then you'll see What it's like, to be set free Maybe one day you'll even notice me Until then I'll forget to breathe Follow me, and then you'll see What it's like, to be set free Maybe one day you'll even notice me Until then I'll forget to breathe

Heading on down sixth street Don't stop and look ahead of me Ran a stop sign There's no stopping me tonight Ran a stop sign Tonight I'm feeling alive Crashed a car drove away with my headlights on Austin Drivers, No Survivors Learn your lesson, stay out of the way Austin Drivers, ten to lifers Nobody's gonna change my pace Heading on down the road Carrying a heavy load Didn't tie it down There must be no one around Safe to say That all the things I had on display Took a spill and went tumbling on down the hill Austin Drivers, No Survivors Learn your lesson, stay out of the way Austin Drivers, ten to lifers Nobody's gonna change my pace

I'm just an ordinary teenager I like things I like I have a job and a hat and a bike I don't need a soul Who has time for that Just give me my money so I can get real fat No, I will not go I will not strengthen the borders of the worlds disorders See, I will be me I will be death in the flesh rather than someones mess I'm gonna go to college Get a big degree Maybe I can major in anthropology I can't wait to work To have what I don't want Maybe I can get a wife and we can take a jaunt No, I will not go I will not strengthen the borders of the worlds disorders See, I will be me I will be death in the flesh rather than someones mess More, I will be more I will be all my problems More, I will be more I will never go solve them Aaaahhhhh No, I will not go I will not strengthen the borders of the worlds disorders See, I will be me I will be death in the flesh rather than someones mess

If there was never a you There would never be a me That couldn't be any more untrue You're a fucking loser and I hate you Back And Forth Talk to me Back And Forth Yearn for me Back And Forth Call for me Back And Forth Talk to me Back And Forth Yearn for me Back And Forth Call for me One thing I remember about you Is just how easily you could Tear me right in two No that couldn't be any good for me or you Back And Forth Talk to me Back And Forth Yearn for me Back And Forth Call for me Back And Forth Talk to me Back And Forth Yearn for me Back And Forth Call for me If there was never a me There would never have been a you What a waste of my time you are Get out of this show and this bar Back And Forth Talk to me Back And Forth Yearn for me Back And Forth Call for me Back And Forth Talk to me Back And Forth Yearn for me Back And Forth Call for me

A victims not a victim but a perpetrator of a crime Denying people the right to love come on get with the times Lying stealing raping women blame it on their clothes Isn't this shit getting really old This is your brain on U.S.A. This is your brain on U.S.A. Don't you know that we get off on other peoples pain This is your brain on U.S.A. from Iraq to Iran Afghanistan to L.A. Don't you know that people are dying every day In the name of money, in the name of fame Genocides the cost of glorifying the insane This is your brain on U.S.A. This is your brain on U.S.A. Don't you know that we get off on other peoples pain This is your brain on U.S.A. The governments shut down Don't tell me what to do The governments shut down So fuck you The governments shut down Don't tell me no lies Governments shut down Fuck your alibi This is your brain on U.S.A. This is your brain on U.S.A. Don't you know that we get off on other peoples pain This is your brain on U.S.A.

Ignorance isn't pretty That's why you're so shitty Go back to hate city you stupid motherfucking toads Resent, repent Resent, repent Resent, repent Resent, repent History isn't pretty It's really shitty Run by a bunch of rich people Telling us what the fuck to do Resent, repent Resent, repent Resent, repent Resent, repent Ignorance isn't pretty You're really shitty Now that you're six feet under We don't have to tell you go to fuck yourself Resent, repent Resent, repent Resent, repent Resent, repent

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The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggles. Freeman and slave, patrician and plebeian, lord and serf, guildmaster and journeyman, in a word, oppressor and oppressed, stood in constant opposition to one another, carried on an uninterrupted, now hidden, now open fight, a fight that each time ended, either in a revolutionary reconstitution of society at large, or in the common ruin of the contending classes. In the earlier epochs of history, we find almost everywhere a complicated arrangement of society into various orders, a manifold gradation of social rank. In ancient Rome we have patricians, knights, plebeians, slaves; in the Middle Ages, feudal lords, vassals, guild- masters, journeymen, apprentices, serfs; in almost all of these classes, again, subordinate gradations. The modern bourgeois society that has sprouted from the ruins of feudal society, has not done away with class antagonisms. It has but established new classes, new conditions of oppression, new forms of struggle in place of the old ones. Our epoch, the epoch of the bourgeoisie, possesses, however, this distinctive feature: It has simplified the class antagonisms. Society as a whole is more and more splitting up into two great hostile camps, into two great classes directly facing each otherbourgeoisie and proletariat. . . . Modern industry has established the world market, for which the discovery of America paved the way. This market has given an immense development to commerce, to navigation, to communication by land. This development has, in its turn, reacted on the extension of industry; and in proportion as industry, commerce, navigation, railways extended, in the same proportion the bourgeoisie developed, increased its capital, and pushed into the background every class handed down from the Middle Ages. We see, therefore, how the modern bourgeoisie is itself the product of a long course of development, of a series of revolutions in the modes of production and of exchange.. The bourgeoisie has played a most revolutionary role in history. The bourgeoisie, wherever it has got the upper hand, has put an end to all feudal, patriarchal, idyllic relations. It has pitilessly torn asunder the motley feudal ties that bound man to his “natural superiors,” and has left no other bond between man and man than naked self-interest, than callous “cash payment.” It has drowned the most heavenly ecstasies of religious fervor, of chivalrous enthusiasm, of philistine sentimentalism, in the icy water of egotistical calculation. It has resolved personal worth into exchange value, and in place of the numberless indefeasible chartered freedoms, has set up that single, unconscionable freedom—Free Trade. In one word, for exploitation, veiled by religious and political illusions, it has substituted naked, shameless, direct, brutal exploitation. Part II: Proletarians and Communists What else does the history of ideas prove, than that intellectual production changes its character in proportion as material production is changed? The ruling ideas of each age have ever been the ideas of its ruling class. When people speak of ideas that revolutionize society, they do but express the fact that within the old society the elements of a new one have been created, and that the dissolution of the old ideas keeps even pace with the dissolution of the old conditions of existence. When the ancient world was in its last throes, the ancient religions were overcome by Christianity. When Christian ideas succumbed in the eighteenth century to rationalist ideas, feudal society fought its death-battle with the then revolutionary bourgeoisie. The ideas of religious liberty and freedom of conscience, merely gave expression to the sway of free competition within the domain of knowledge.. We have seen above that the first step in the revolution by the working class is to raise the proletariat to the position of ruling class to win the battle of democracy. The proletariat will use its political supremacy to wrest, by degree, all capital from the bourgeoisie, to centralize all instruments of production in the hands of the state, i. e., of the proletariat organized as the ruling class; and to increase the total productive forces as rapidly as possible. These measures will, of course, be different in different countries. Nevertheless, in most advanced countries, the following will be pretty generally applicable. 1. Abolition of property in land and application of all rents of land to public purposes. 2. A heavy progressive or graduated income tax. 3. Abolition of all rights of inheritance. 4. Confiscation of the property of all emigrants and rebels. 5. Centralization of credit in the banks of the state, by means of a national bank with state capital and an exclusive monopoly. 6. Centralization of the means of communication and transport in the hands of the state. 7. Extension of factories and instruments of production owned by the state; the bringing into cultivation of waste lands, and the improvement of the soil generally in accordance with a common plan. 8. Equal obligation of all to work. Establishment of industrial armies, especially for agriculture. 9. Combination of agriculture with manufacturing industries; gradual abolition of all the distinction between town and country by a more equable distribution of the populace over the country. 10. Free education for all children in public schools. Abolition of children’s factory labor in its present form. Combination of education with industrial production, etc. In place of the old bourgeois society, with its classes and class antagonisms, we shall have an association in which the free development of each is the condition for the free development of all. Part IV: Position of the Communists in Relation to the Various Existing Opposition Parties .. Workingmen of all countries, unite!

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