Hands In Heads "Mr Romantic" (2012)

Produced By Randy Prozac

 

 

My Name Is Nothing

slave born blind
lies your life's bane
drawing down my fate
crawling through my brain
rain wash down on me
lathe of god

my name is deformed
my name is writhing
invertebrate alive
uncountable

my name

is

nothing

 

 

Protocol Machine

fuck all the pictures
in the magazines
fuck everyone
in the social scenes
everyone has
that mental disease
everyone thinks
they're not on their knees
fuck all the pictures
in the magazines
fuck everyone
in the social scenes
everyone has
that mental disease
everyone thinks
they're not on their knees
fuck every person
on the tv screen
fuck all the robot/human
protocol machines
fuck everyone
in the social scenes
fuck all the pictures
on the tv screen
everyone
has that mental disease
everyone
thinks they're not on their knees
so fuck every person
in the magazines
fuck all the robot/human
protocol machines

 

 

Sex Baphomet

manipulations regulation
powerless you're growing helpless
weakness subordinate is what you're becoming
convenience store drive through lives
big game's tonight you're locked up tight
you were born to score and bring the porn
nevermind the restraints superintend the hate
performance is nil mass breeding of swill
surveillance demanded order has landed
mindless fucking hypocrite projecting your self loathing
onto those that you do fear hating yourself externally
you're too stupid too lazy to think why you are
what you are what you hate is what you think those others are
but it's just you just you just you just you that never bothered
that never bothered to move past the blockade inside your head
you'll spend your life blaming others and then you'll just be dead
cuz it's everyone's fault that you're so dumb
so blame them for your shitty life
it's their fault that you hate them
it's his fault that you're angry
so blame and blame and play that game
you're the master of perception
no one gets one past you
and your obnoxious self deception
because you're the nigger in the mirror and white man that you hate
because you're the bitch who turns her nose to the bum laying on the grate
because you're the christian you despise the muslim on the plane
you're the man with the magic wand searching you for some kicks
because you're the prostitute in the alley cunt sore from losers cocks
because you're the skinhead full of shit whose brain is in a box
because you're the liar in the mirror and it's everyone else's fault
you're the one that hates himself the one that has no balls
because you're the one who can live with it who gets off on the pain
you're the one who voided life the one with the tiny brain