1. |
Flood Clean
02:49
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So you put your time in have you
You seem assured / you fix your voice
I just can’t leave it hanging
Too many hands on my fucking throat
Complained more than I had to
But it wasn’t my fault / I was provoked
So be a fucking mascotte and help me dig this hole while you
Put a fucking smile on it
Almost held back/From not giving you a chance
Almost held back/From breaking a helping hand
Almost held back/unloading dead weight again
Almost held back/to pay what I’m owing you
Offer grace
Like you want me to
To save face
I wouldn’t count on you
To trade place
You wouldn’t want me to
Offer grace
Unless you /unless you
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2. |
Godlike Ape
04:02
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You make me feel like shit
Hit the gym hit the treadmill
Smear butter wanna sit still
I live inside you like a tapeworm
You be more strict
I’ll obey you to bits
Wanna date me/we be stable
Lick your feet under the table
Godlike ape but we fuck like we’re disabled
I’ll cum on your lower back
We don’t want kids
Rub my brain, It aches
Make it better better
Shove more gold in my face
Get me fatter fatter
I’m pushed upwards in age
Means I’m richer, get it?
Please be open to withstand
I know I’m a fucking handful
I wouldn’t bite you
Promise I’ll be stupid on demand
You make me feel so big
Swallow keys to the breakroom
Do me favours make the weeds bloom
Feed me pills, I’m not sick though
I will dig a hole, I can bury my shit
In the sewers search for handhold
I am fertile in this muck cold
Wet rag make the tap shine
This fucking luck
Deep fried grease
I’m in it
Could say
What I wanted
In up to
My necklace
Naked ‘till
I’m mummified
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3. |
Hunger
03:45
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Thank fuck
You run from me
I had time on my side
Where’s your empathy
Settle for better / I’m getting on track
Thanks for the muzzle now please take it back
So sad / poor us
We’ve kept up shit
Inside our pit the sun is barred
Pulled up like i’m down for a cause
Like I’m down for a cause
I’m sipping that old wet
And I’m lining up shots back to back
Still keeping myself fed
And choke when it drips down my neck
Keep up on that old wet
And give me that / sell me that / give me that
Soul of an inbred
I’ll step on that /back on that/ step on that /back on that Ledge
Thank fuck
You run from me
I had time on my side
Where’s your empathy
Settle for better / I’m getting on track
Thanks for the muzzle now please take it back
I’m sipping that old wet
And I’m ligning up shots back to back
Still keeping myself fed
And choke when it drips down my neck
Keep up on that old wet
And give me that / sell me that / give me that
Soul of an inbred
I’ll step on that /back on that/ step on that /back on that Ledge
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4. |
Inhouse Crier
03:45
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Slip you a black pill
Slip you until you
Step up step up
Come on
You’re running circles
Bleed from the nose
I’ll show you what's hurtful
Go throw your heart a little closer to god
‘cause a person like me
is not a person to trust
Some how you will
Stick with a crier
Who will?
You will?
Head down when you’re spilling a sea
I’ll be kicking all night
Keep that face when you’re talking to me
I’ll be kicking all night
I
Wouldn’t mind to pop a bullet in the head boy
Inhouse crier sniff rip no joy
Suck a gram for appreciation
You’re all mixed up with complications
I Pray to God, hope he hears me
Ain't no slackin me and while I’m
Feeling sorry for myself
And every fucking one
In this wanker circle
Fuck it I am done
Somebody stop me
if Somebody cares
Somebody hold me
if Somebody dares
Nobody knows me
Nobody knew
Look at me closely
Speaking ‘bout that - hard core truth
You’re on the side of your bed boy
Whining out so sad boy
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5. |
Foul Eye
03:55
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You seem ashamed
For what
Big brain big proud
You are
Passed around like mad
Before
See you losing your taste
See you
You see they make you feel estranged
From yours
They wanna make you feel the pain
Some more
Foul eye
Its uncomfortable
And I can’t avert mine
And I can’t
All prey
All cattle to fry
We’re forced to fake it
Left my
Big morals outside
They’re out there vaping
Cling to
You fly to the light
I’m right behind you
Small tears
Let’s push for a smile
You look deflated
(Fuck me
He don’t even know me)
Oh
I cry balloons so we can all feel sad
I cry balloons so we can all feel bad
All prey
All cattle to fry
We’re forced to fake it
Left my
Big morals outside
They’re out there vaping
Cling to
You fly to the light
I’m right behind you
Small tears
Let’s push for a smile
You look deflated
Oh
I cry balloons so we can all feel sad
I cry balloons so we can all feel bad
Hey Hey
You want me to rip myself apart
Get me euthanised
Hey Hey
They seem to have fingered their way to your heart
When you get a foul eye
Hey Hey
You want me to rip myself apart
Get me euthanised
Hey Hey
They seem to have fingered their way to your heart
When you get a foul eye
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6. |
Soft Soap
03:38
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Fuck me up like it’s a job
Give give give give me more than that
Give give give give me more than that
Ey
Sit down nervous fuck
Leave it up to me
I didn’t get sworn in I was born in
Got my membership for free
How many backs you must have soaped up
Trauma must be real
With their finger on finger on finger on finger on
Your plate / protect that shit
For now you get a piece
(you go)
From upset to more upset
I’m impressed to say the least
No dissapointment / you understand
I have think of me
Say thank you
I’ll extend a hand hand hand
If you ask me so
Turn my back on plans plans plans
So here we go
(You should) suck up to someone else else else
I already know
Today was fucking bland bland bland
And tomorrow’s fucking old
Bless up
I’m drenched in luck
These fucking strokes come free
Get on with the shine-up
I need reminders
How the light reflects off me
How many rays I see you soak up
To be glistening like me
And you’re adding on adding on adding on adding on
More shit
Distract yourself
I’ll happily agree
to hold your front up
Mine’s fading
These lies take energy
No dissapointment you understand i was only thinking of me
Hey thank you
push you on your back
your arms taped stretched
and dripping in piss
would you rub off on me like that
soft soap/get wet
it grates on my ribs
s s s sad face of a champ
stay well / get help
keep me out of that shit
I guess you think Im someone else
Oh well / no chance
You can’t get me to quit
You can’t get me to quit
You can’t get me to quit
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7. |
Pop Sensibility
03:44
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I see veins in your face
Tell me why in the fuck you’re stressing
Help you clean out your happy place
Swim in the deep
we can both hold our breath together
Some fucking nerve like
Ugh! Did I pay for that?
Hard work pays of, but nah
I don’t wanna do all that
I’m a trash person, and what?
You’re a fucking gem?
Because digging yourself stuck
makes you the fucking man?
Or just bitter as a fuck
Aye say
You slow-drip me
I wanna drown now, ok?
Found Back
My fucking lizard brain
I thought I was spayed
Do you love me like crack
Is it true
Put two fingers Into
For that four-star review
What the fuck does it do
Cry aloud to the chorus
You should get that tattoed
Make a face while you suck
Get your lip ring removed
I’m all smiles, all teeth
Make my way through the room
Motivational speech
I quit listening since
You might be four lines deep
But I’m acting amused
Four lines deep
But I’m acting convinced
I hope you’ve not fallen prey to the toughen you up
They’ll never
And you keep the fuck away
Passive embrace / they’re just pushing their bodies together
They don’t see another way
You still have me wanna emulate
Take what you want from me
Sugary blood you can suck ‘till I’m dry
I’m a giver at heart
I’ve got that shit instilled in me
Shame only gets you so far
So soak up the love
Be the sponge you could never be
All swollen up like you savour the slime
Hold up a grudge but you live in a fantasy
Clean out their Eye sockets
Give me some more of that
Pop sensibility
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8. |
Doortrapt
02:49
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Push me on a straight line
I need a fucking guide through this extra soft
Wish you could have seen my
lost tries
And feed me like an animal animal
Luck has turned me into one
Get that / take that weak position
Clawing like a fucking victim
Open up to owe up or
Fuck that
Wish to be an imposition
Palms up like I fucking mean it
I was drowning now I wanna
Stay wet
Awooooaaaaah
Push me on a straight line
I need a fucking guide through this extra soft
Wish you could have seen my
lost tries
And free me like an animal animal
Luck has turned me into god
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Onmens Ghent, Belgium
Just beats, guitars and vocals, bro. Don’t overthink this. Drawing equal amounts of influence from weirdo electronic music and weirdo guitar music, Onmens strives for a sound that looks forward rather than backwards. This music is made for nighttime high-volume shenanigans, so please enjoy as prescribed. ... more
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