Two Years Dead

by Two Years Dead

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Shit songs i made alone in the basement.

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released March 15, 2005

chet - guitars/screams

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Track Name: Boredom
Boredom

No one believes what you say,
Yer thoughts are kept locked away
Alone, quiet, cut up and dead
Passed out from the loss of blood
The potent smell of no god
Lying in his bloody bed
Its hard to breath cant even see
A bored victim, life failed me

There was no other choice in his head
Ther was no other choice in his head
Ther was no other choice in my head
There was no other choice in my head

I never talked, you never heard
Invisible, I feel absurd
I hate the times, I hate the day
Make these thought fuckin go away
Im lying here in my own blood
Feel the pain of no love
It was in his head this whole time
Fuckin tickin like a bomb
Track Name: Have A Bowl Of No GOD!
Have A Bowl Of No GOD!

i don't know why you do the things you do
you don't know its wrong though yer dead inside
yer never gonna change you goddamn hippocrit
the lies are running straight through yer fucking teeth
and its so obscene the way you treat yerself,
take a moment realize what yer doing now
yer hurting yer friends and me yer just killing yerself
stop following that shit that you pray to up there

the horror, the power, its greeds only fuckin desire
its killing us all were all falling down, it cant take control of us all

why do you follow these fake ideals
i'd rather sell my soul to the devil
open up your mind just a little and see
what yer missing out on you can control your own life
that bullshit is brainwashing your feeble mind
you think thats fuckin true, then take your own life
it sprouts all the losers that don't believe in themselves
and takes control of their brains like soldiers.
Track Name: Hosting A Soul
Hosting A Soul

It feels like a demon's inside of my mind
i can't control my thoughts, with this bloody river of mine
i don't know why i cut, this voice is telling me to
im going 6 feet down, i can't go on any more

im getting sicker than sick i kind of like being dead
i've changed the channel so that all i hear is hell
i don't know why i close you to fall back on to abuse
you seemed so easy to catch all i did was fool you
i don't know where i'm headin i lost all my sense
bloods dripping from my hands, the only tool that works
it gets rid of my problem yet im the biggest one
i canÕt control my mind its fuckin blown away

everythings so fuckin useless i don't see the point in anything
exceppt for that fucking knife it clears up my mind
im shaking from the pain its keeping me alive
im sitting strapped to a chair the kind that kills you
for hurting the inocent cuz i needed something to do
the shock goes through my body but doesn't kill my soul
its somewhere lurking out their beyond the living dead
and when it finds its host it'll do the same to them
Track Name: Long Walk
Long Walk

a long walk down tha road
and i don't know where im going
it feels like i've seen it all
but i still end up with nothing
and its wrong that im saying that i'll end up dead
but i don't care much more cuz i feel that way
black clouds are everywhere
cuz tha devils right beside me!

and i'm feeling weak
stop looking down on me
cuz ive lost my way
it keeps haunting me
and the black shadows bring out my sorrows
my insides are burning , from breathing this hell
where the fuck is my heart? i never had one
so empty is what my life remains!!!
Track Name: It's Called Payback, Son
It's Called Payback, Son

its kind of sad the things that you do
for the media news and a merit badge
and i swear to yer god that i’ll have you dead
before yer next breath, put a shot in yer head
and im not alone theres people out there
who hate your fuckin stance on life
and they’ll all stand strong against yer point of view
the common person has more sense in their head than you

its called payback,son.
every cop needs some
so when one dies, its cuz of us
putting order in its place.

so fuck yer ideals i don’t need no control
i was far more stable before i met you fucks
and it seems that way for many other people
you make us paranoid when yer riding our tail
so... my head is spinning and i just cashed my check
bought myself a gun and pack of cigarettes
so pull me over now mr. state trooper
im aggravated enough don’t fuckin test me.
Track Name: Carbombs Are Cool
Carbombs are cool

Flippin through the channels past cnn,
I saw amusement bring to an end
20 people’s lives all innocent ,
doing what they do like its another day
Tha mother fucker blew up takin the life inside,
and threw bystandards high in the sky
Israeli suicide bombers are no fuckin fools,
they changed my mind thinking carbombs are cool

Laughin hard through my stomache ulcer,
I was so intrigued I hardly felt the pain
And deep down inside I know this is wrong,
But the evil in me struck my evil chord
Whether there was reason or not I don’t give a fuck
The flames in the air brought me memories of hell
And satan’s trident of which he’d cast his evil
To the unsuspecting fools who are ready to die.

Yer god is dead. With evil like this
Proves satan’s alive and living fine
And you think yer all living a good life
Wait for the clouds to cover yer house!
Track Name: Sicker And Sicker
Sicker and Sicker

Sicker and Sicker my hearts growing bigger
filling up with hate that this world creates
and i swear its true cuz these scars don't lie
i wanna roll up and die, cuz at least i tried
so keep me confined cuz i can't even see
sewn shut my eyes to sworn secrecy
so i gotta leave it behind and lock it away
keep away from me or you'll see me bleed

Sicker and Sicker my hearts growing bigger
filling up with hate that this world creates
and i swear its true cuz these scars don't lie
i wanna roll up and die, cuz at least i tried
so keep me confined cuz i can't even see
sewn shut my eyes to sworn secrecy
but im still here with nothing to love
and my souls decaying like a dead dove
Track Name: Oh, No No No
Oh, No No No

well ive walked across the sea and
come to realization
that people are beasts no matter where you are
strugglin to live with what they got
so i appreciate everything i have
in this police state i still get sad
and wonder when all the 3rd world countries
set off their bombs and leave us all dead

oh, no no no...

and all the shit we talk
we should be banned from our own democracy
it shouldnÕt be allowed to kill our own men and women
designed for equal rights , but i guess they fucked that up so
no matter where you go yer never treated the same
at yer fuckin job miss tits gets a raise
for suckin their dick and fuckin the eagle
this shit happens every fuckin day
Track Name: Unions
unions, ugh.

im loosing touch with myself and i never been a part of anything else
im left here all alone closed in the walls im fuckin tired of this shit
people fuck you over all the time leave you in the dirt in back of the line
now yer on yer own pushed out of the game cuz ya hate the goddamn ruleZ!!

now ya coming back with revenge
to do that unfinished business
kill that prick that stole yer job
and fuck that union that helped it all
they were all talking behind my back
setting me up for my own fall
fuck that grievence that kicked me out
i thought that unions were supposed to help eachother out
now im screwed for life and im over here
theres nothing to do against tha arbitration
stuck in this rut with lower pay
everything i’ve dones now over looked
mr. fuckface will get is cut
taking all the credit for what i’ve done
all cuz of seniority that fuckin scum!

ya think its all ok , everythings all done
im fuckin hotter than hell and brighter than the sun
don’t ya fuck with me or i’ll bring your life down
much lower than mine , into al living hell
paying the price for fucking me up
helping out the union behind my back
im part of it too but the law is the law
now i’m on my own a self employed hit man!
Track Name: Fuck Yer Problems
Fuck yer Problems

Everybody has their own problems,
and the give em to me like i own their soul
i keep carrying these boxes of lies and distress
i keep losing my mind cuz im so fucking stressed

and i have my own shit to deal with
and i have my own life to live
fuck yer problems just deal with it
i have my own plate of shit on it
why can't you just fend for yourself
you dug the rut that fucked you over
so don't come asking for me for help
i have my own plate of shit on it

buried alive in your own mess
if i wasn't neck deep id help you out
but now your on your own, learn from your mistakes
once i figure out mine, i'll dig you outta yer grave

but i have my own shit to deal with
and i have my own life to live
fuck yer problems just deal with it
i have my own plate of shit on it
why can't you just fend for yourself
you dug the rut that fucked you over
so don't come asking for me for help
i have my own plate of shit on it
Track Name: Who The Hell Are You?
Who The Hell Are You?

I don't know who you are, why can't you fuckin tell the truth
i just want some honesty no bullshit this time you prick
its not that hard, don't blame yer conscience
or everyone will turn against ya
ive been looking past ya ignoring it all but im fed up now

i don't want anymore from you its done and over with
so sing yer songs and waste away, dream none of this ever happened
just lock the doors and stay away, away from everyone and me
cuz cheating aint honest and its fucked in the head
why the fuck would i
and when yer in hell i'll find yer soul
and do things to it that'll remain unknown
and in 22 years i'll look back and laugh at it
whos fuckin dead and whos still alive
my hearts tickin strong it amuses me
so you've fucked with the devil and his torturous evil
you should've thunk twice before the spawn
cuz yer futures lookin down, 6 feet underground

im fucked up from it cuz everthing you said don't mean shit no more
this is all the truth so choose yer friends wisely
cuz a lot of em out there are hiding behind a fuckin disguise
Track Name: Bored Again
Bored Again

No thoughts and words, i've lost control
I'm Beyond death and bored again
I think nothing in my minds absence
and im stuck inside of this deadly trance
my pen doesn't move and i never speak
im not the only one who doesnt know who the fuck i am
and what i want and what i need
for all the reasons i know, this feeling is greed

I'm running but theres nowhere to run,
i'm hiding but there's nowhere to hide
i'm trying but i keep fucking up
i'm lost again in my own boredom
Everythings floating by my head
I lost control cuz the feelings dead so...
i keep on sleeping but my eyes don't shut
im looking dead, someone wake me up.

i'm stuck in this long long stare
i have to tell myself to breath this air
cuz im submerged under all this nothing
and im still waiting for the sharpest thing
blow me up before i kill your kids
i tell myself that its all just fake
and maybe im dead and this is heaven or hell
i fucking hate being goddamn bored.

I'm running but theres nowhere to run,
i'm hiding but there's nowhere to hide
i'm trying but i keep fucking up
i'm lost again in my own boredom
Everythings floating by my head
I lost control cuz the feelings dead so...
i keep on sleeping but my eyes don't shut
im looking dead, someone wake me up.
Track Name: When Friends Don't Give A Fuck
When Friends Don't Give a Fuck

well Its Soo sad, its soooo sad
when you don't have anyone to give a fuck for you
and your friends just disappear
and they dont fucking call
and they lost their love for you
cuz you lost them to drugs,
all those times and memories
well theyre so fucking gone
i have trouble trying to lose
who was once a good friend.
well i think, i think this is the end.
its sad i gave up time for you
and all i did was wait. wait!
that you had this or that and this
and that you had to work til late.
its sick, its sick,
its sick your full of so much shit.
and i can't tell you how many times
that i just wanna kick your face in.
its like i don't even know you,
who the fuck is this.
its so rediculous,
that you're not that far from home but you're dead
you're dead you're so fucking dead