KLAW

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03:52
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04:09
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02:50
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04:15
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02:44
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05:11
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released July 11, 2015

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Track Name: Hero 2 Zero
No time to be Slow
Pedal To the metal
From hero to zero
Gonna wreck my Camaro
I’m a moving I aint losing.
Pink slips on the line
Got it going. No time for slumping.
Race has gotta be mine
Speed merchant, burning down the pavement
Putting my foot to the floor
Speed demon screaming and a fiending
For horsepower
No time to be Slow
Pedal to the metal
From hero to zero
Gonna wreck my Camaro
One toking, man I aint Joking
Bullet out of a gun
Tight is the race, I’m losing my pace
Gotta make a run
Smoke from the tires, engines on fire
She slips from behind
Over corrected in to a death wish
Swerve over the line
Over the Line x 8
From hero to zero…..
Track Name: You Wear It Well
Look at me man I'm on a roll and
Haven't slept in more than a week and
I am tweaking.....if aint nailed down you know I’ll be stealing it
Furniture, your mom’s old fur
Whatever I can get a hit for
7 11 robbed of ephedrine
Take it to the cook to get
My hit man
Yeah
You ware it well
Those lines on your face
The stories they tell
Of constant tweaking
That's right you are
You hit that shit
You are a monster
A little louder a little louder
I'm here to destroy and devour
Everything...
I’m a tornado hopped up on methamphetamine
I tried rehab I’m not going back
I’ll Stab you for another bag of smack
And keep in mind
If it aint nailed down well you know I’ll be stealing it
Yeah
You ware it well
Those lines on your face
The story’s they tell
Of constant tweaking
That's right you are
You hit that shit
You are a monster
Of all the things I miss the most it’s my mind
But a good hit is so hard to find……More, I want more so give me some more, I want some more, I need some more MORE MORE MORE!
Track Name: Lost Cosmonaut
Rocket to the stars, we tried to push it
Way to far
Light candle, man not animal
Pray for return
Malfunction
All the com lines have gone dead
Situation
Has gone to a code red
One shot for the lost cosmonaut
Our comrade we’ve lost to space
No fuel left for the rockets
Look to the stars, see his face

Tripping on the system, we know not of the cause
Calamity turned tragedy, Take a moment to pause
Malfunction
All the com lines have gone dead
Situation
Has gone to a code red
One shot for the lost cosmonaut
Our comrade we’ve lost to space
No fuel left for the rockets
Look to the stars, see his face
I won’t find my way home; I’m lost beyond the stars
Grim situation I know, didn’t make it that far
I’m patiently waiting, Waiting to die
Searching for oxygen, all this time
Wasted training
For the end, of my life, couldn’t prepare me, Sucking, choking I am dying, all this training all for one thing, all for the end of my life
Track Name: Fun Police
I’m up in your kitchen
Begging for a snippin
Waiting for you to drop food on the floor
My eyes so sorry,
Sarah McLaughlin she calls me
I am the dog that you hate to adore

Here comes Maggie
Here comes the fun police
Here comes Maggie
Here comes the fun police

Sit in the sun all day
Ill step in your way
lll itch my back all over your rug
Bogard the heater
This life is much sweater
Fuck off I aint got no time for you pug
The crotch I seek
Bubbles in my sleep
Such a pitiful adorable dog
So cold is her stare
So thin it wares
Who is the master and who is the god?

Here comes Maggie
Here comes the fun police
Here comes Maggie
Here comes the fun police

Where’s my water bowl
Eyes to your soul
Where’s my water bowl
I'm going outside and pretend that it’s warm

Here comes Maggie
Here comes the fun police
Here comes Maggie
Here comes the fun police

Lost eyes
Lost eyes
Lost eyes
Lost eyes
Track Name: Greater Good
Bait me to be helpless, selfless, fall in line
At the edge of the cliff, don’t slip comes the push from behind
You reached out for my hand; I chose to watch you fall
Because in the in the end it was
For the greater good
Friendly is the fire, it burns from behind
It’s not your will but my desire
The choice is but mine
You reached out for my hand; I chose to watch you burn
Because in the in the end it was
For the greater good
Ya gotta go….
Track Name: Tis On
(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thor:_Vikings)

We sailed across the ocean
For a thousand years or maybe more
We are all but cursed men
That is over now and were coming to shore
Of the New World
Well make it ours
When we get there
Will lay all to the sword.

We’re gonna rape and pillage
Burn Manhattan village
Down to the ground and move on
Well it’s high Time that it’s our time
We waited a thousand years and now
Tis on! TIS ON!!

A conquest of violence
is the way we Vikings have only known
we had our way with the women
now we turn them all to blood and bone
I look to the west
its rich as wine
This ball of Maggots that beats in my chest
Knows it soon will all be mine
Track Name: Automated mE
Well lately I can’t recall what’s mine inside this head.
I asked the matrix to put a permanent fix. So Humanity I did shed.
Well It’s crazy how they got me I guess I was a little bored.
I got what I asked for closed my mind door pledge allegiance to the Borg.

Yet I walk
Yet I talk

Pick me up off the floor and plug me in. Automated me.
Open my eyes with an electric grin. Automated me.
Brain had to die for a hard drive. Automated me.
Circuitry and microchips keep me alive. Automated meeeeee!
Big brother big brother, when did you become mother mother?
Take away all this sadness and pain
Big brother big brother, when did you become mother mother?
Feel these batteries start to drain

Creativity, independently It just don't compute.
Well I lost my sole just to make me whole. Now I can’t reboot.
Well the main frame tastes all the same, a burnt wire and a blown fuse.
I'm a digital man a code cracking. So just kick up the juice.
Yet I walk
Yet I talk

Pick me up off the floor and plug me in. Automated me.
Open my eyes with an electric grin. Automated me.
Brain had to die for a hard drive. Automated me.
Circuitry and microchips keep me alive. Automated meeeeee!
Track Name: Trucker
A political market, the tongue is the sharpest weapon to wield
Where here to win shoot a grin, Make you believe in
False fairy tails
Get on in were gonna were gonna swim in shit, common the waters fine
I can’t believe anything there saying, It’s all bull shit.
and I can’t hear anymore
A Little lie within and little little lie
It all lies! Lie lie lies
They got you stressing, sweating, pissin in your pants and
Hoping you will react.
To the news that they say is true but
It’s just missing all the facts
They’ll Say anything as long as it keeps beating on their whipping boy.
Can’t believe anything I’m seeing. It’s all bull shit
And I can’t take anymore
A Little lie within and little little lie
It all lies! Lie lie lies
Get what they want they’ll tell you fucking anything, to get what they want they tell you all lies.
Track Name: Parole
Got out about three days ago
Stuck up my thumb headed down the road
I hopped a ride with a caddy
Gonna move down to the nearest city.
I got a plan
It’s crafty and wise
In the pen I’ve been scheming dreaming
For the better part of my life
Walk in the bank
To make my withdrawal
The gun it my hand
Says what I want
Put the money in the bag
Gimme the money its mine
If I pull out my heater
Ill squeeze this trigger
Do you want to die
I can’t believe I got away with it
I got it all
That jackpot just got a little bit bigger
So I’ll be making my way out of town
So long now
While I’m leaving I’ll be dreaming about Mexico
Now I’m in the city of sin,
I’m gonna make it big
I’m living large and counting cards
Got a million dollar grin
Oh what a plan
No way it’s gonna fail
Table by table I worked my way to
Where the high rollers roll
Ace is my hand
Need the river to fall
I’m all in
Fuck that’s not my card
I know that you cheated me
Give me the money its mine
I pull out my heater I squeeze the trigger
Now you’re all gonna die
I can’t believe I did it! I shot them all.
I got to get the fuck out of here. I got to go!
Is that the sires coming down, there getting closer now.
I gotta get the fuck outta here….I gotta go….
Rolled the dice now Im paying the price
You know I was just trying to have fun
Lost my temper and I pulled the heater
Now it’s time to run…
Run
Come on fucker run
Come on fucker run
Come on fucker
RUN!
I think I took a Bullet and crashed the Car
I can’t believe I’m gonna die here
So I’ll be bleeding out while I’m blacking out.
And while I’m dying I’ll be dreaming about
Mexico.
Track Name: Zombie Hipsters
Remember that night on the hill
Back in 2009,
Horned rimed, looking for the kill
Stalking with that stink eye

These hip kids they aint right
What are they hunting for?
Thee undead on fixed bikes
Artistic gore

Feed em Ritalin to eat the children
Chew away at the hive
These lip pierced Zombie hipsters
Will eat you alive

The carcass was discarded
The vegan and undead
Putting bodies on the table
Getting Blood on the Vinyl

Remember that night on the hill
Back in 2009,
Horned rimed, looking for the kill
Stalking with that stink eye

These hip kids they aint right
What are they hunting for?
Undead on fixed bikes
Artistic gore

Feed em Ritalin to eat the children
Chew away at the hive
These lip pierced Zombie hipsters
Will eat you alive


Remember that night on the hill
Back in 2009,
Horned rimed, looking for the kill
Stalking with that stink eye