1. |
Hetero Panic!
02:47
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2. |
Dead White Males
04:13
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3. |
To Be Of No Consequence
04:06
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Living was not a choice,
And yet, dying, they guilt-tripped out of me.
We create and destroy,
Trying to forge some destiny.
"March on, you don't have to aim it;
Headstrong, as long as you claim it, make
friends and lovers and enemies:
They're ingenuous, so it seems,
so why can't you be?"
Coerced to interact: Make friends, lovers, enemies.
Never signed this contract, yet that's the way it has to be.
"Chin up, cease this indulgence:
No ore's down in the doldrums.
Be the person you have to be,
find how to make it come naturally.
That's not pain; it's only existence,
fortitude lives in persistence.
One mere measure of despondency,
Let peer pressure set you free."
Living was not a choice,
And yet, dying, they guilt-tripped out of me.
Move on, please disremember.
Take on the other contenders, I'm
through with feigning a competence,
I want to be of no consequence.
Feel brief, unnecessary,
Pale, weak, no debonair,
I want to be of no consequence.
I want to be of no consequence.
Tear me out of the pictures.
Blot my name from all of the scriptures,
I'm not cognisant through common sense.
I want to be of no consequence.
Feel brief, unnecessary,
Frail, weak, no debonair,
I want to be of no consequence.
I want to be of no consequence.
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4. |
Maths
05:28
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5. |
MegaYeah!
03:55
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6. |
I Am
03:12
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7. |
Sado-Maso
04:10
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8. |
Sanctity
03:32
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9. |
Pulpit Fiction
02:40
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10. |
Lesser
02:24
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11. |
Generation Why?
03:09
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Culture has given up;
An overflowing cup of feedback-loop back-reference,
Propaganda-pandering deference, oh.
Culture has given in;
An overspilling bin of pro-bono collateral,
Sets the popular against the factual, come on:
Why? Generation: why?
You floored the sky!
Generation Y.
Culture has been and gone,
Left us without aplomb,
Just a swollen population.
With boredom procreation, oh.
Culture is giving head,
to history instead.
Oh, the layabouts, they drink the drought,
Unaware about their whereabouts, come on:
Why?
Generation: why?
You floored the sky!
Generation Y.
Now I don't try.
I don't even try.
You sucked me dry,
Generation Y.
This decay, this decade, this decadence...
[and, when the day comes,]
I'll know where to go.
This shame, this betrayal, these impediments.
[And then, the day comes:]
Ill - nowhere to go!
Why?
Generation why?
You floored the sky!
Generation why?
Now I don't try.
Generation why?
We'll watch it die,
Generation Y.
Generation why-oh-why-oh-why?
You floored the sky.
Generation.
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12. |
None of the Above
05:56
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13. |
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Paper Truth Newcastle Under Lyme, UK
2007-2014
Written, performed and recorded by Colin Surname
now working as absentine.bandcamp.com
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