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Plurals

by Pathogenic

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Goin' down to south park gonna have myself a time! Friendly faces everywhere, humble folks without temptation! Goin' down to south park gonna leave my woes behind! Ample parking day or night, people spouting howdy neighbour! Goin' down to south park gonna see if i cant unwind, I like girls with fat tittes, i like girls with big pussies! Come on down to south park, and meet some friends of mine.
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Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing I would love to beat the face Of any motherfucker that's thinking, they can change me White knuckles grip pushing through for the gold If you're wanting a piece of me, I'll break the motherfucking mold I'm drowning in your wake Shit rubbed in my face Teething on concrete Gums bleeding Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing I struggle in violated space Sell out motherfuckers in the biz that try to fuck me Hang from their T's rated PG insight I ain't selling my soul when there's nothing to buy I'm livid in my space Pissing in my face Fuck you while you try To fuck me Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was, you ain't fuckin' changing me I would love to beat the face of any motherfucker who's thinkin they can change me! Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off a ledge Let me help you hold the glock against your head Let me help you tie the rope around your neck Let me help to talk you the wrong way off a ledge Let me help you hold the glock against your head Let me help to chain the weights onto your legs Get on the plank fuck Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I am rearranging Dig, bury me underneath Everything that I was slowly changing Wish you were committing Suicide sucking on a mother fucking tailpipe Dead man walking on a tight rope Limbless in the middle of a channel bombs away
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Come wit it now! Come wit it now! The microphone explodes, shattering the molds Either drop tha hits like de la O or get tha fuck off tha commode Wit tha sure shot, sure ta make tha bodies drop Drop an don't copy yo, don't call this a co-op Terror rains drenchin', quenchin' tha thirst of tha power dons That five sided fist-a-gon Tha rotten sore on tha face of mother earth gets bigger Tha triggers cold empty ya purse Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Weapons not food, not homes, not shoes Not need, just feed the war cannibal animal I walk tha corner to tha rubble that used to be a library Line up to tha mind cemetery now What we don't know keeps tha contracts alive an movin' They don't gotta burn tha books they just remove 'em While arms warehouses fill as quick as tha cells Rally round tha family, pockets full of shells Rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells They rally round tha family! With a pocket full of shells Bulls on parade Come wit it now! Come wit it now! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade! Bulls on parade!
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Enemy - Show me what you wanna be I can handle anything Even if I can't handle you Readily - Either way it better be Don't you fuckin' pity me Get up, get off... What the hell am I sayin'? I don't know about malevolent Sure as hell decadent I want somebody to step up, step off Walls! Let me fall! Fuck you all! Get a grip, don't let me slip 'til I drop the ball I - I want it all! Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war! Who the fuck am I to criticize your twisted state of mind? You're leavin' me suspect, I'm leavin' you grotesque Feels like a burn from which you never learn Cause and effect, you jealous ass Press your face against the glass - suffer I want it all! Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war! I've just begun It's about that time Gotta get mine You can't kill me Cuz I'm already inside you Sick

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released November 7, 2014

Mixed, Mastered and Produced by Anthony Lusk-Simone at Zenbeast AV in Ashburnham, MA

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Pathogenic Boston, Massachusetts

Extreme Riffing Metal

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