1. |
Degeneration
02:44
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I want to stab the portrait in your attic,
Rid this world of an addict.
I believe but I'm not a fanatic,
Not bereaved, just emphatic.
Degeneration.
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2. |
Cognitive Fog
01:55
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Take a bottle to sleep,
What a drag what a dream.
Take a pill for the shakes,
As the bends start to break.
We have impossible needs never quite as it seems.
We have impossible needs never quite as it seems.
I hate my world and don't want you in it.
I hate myself and don't want to talk.
I hate my friends and the shit they believe.
I hate everything still keeping me here.
A ring of smoke,
A ring of rope,
To wrap around,
My little throat.
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3. |
Recreational Emaciation
01:41
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She doesn't like to eat so much,
Blames it on the drugs she does.
But I can hear her up at night,
Battling her appetite.
To cut a pound,
To skin an ounce.
To show some bones,
For us to count.
He likes to keep his figure thin.
Amphetamines and heroin,
Cigarettes and alcohol,
Long walks through the shopping mall.
They say you should.
They say you must.
Place all your faith,
In food and lust.
Starve your body.
Starve your soul.
Dream of never,
Growing old.
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4. |
Shooting Gallery
02:35
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Puncture holes, aging skin
Scars from sticking needles in
Got an itch I love to scratch
Got my rig, my bag of trash.
I long to feel my legs collapse
I long to feel my eyes roll back
...let go
I belt & breath
I cook & sweat
prepare my fixture
of regret
In dire time
In vain recline
I search & find
The freshest vine
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5. |
Anterograde Amnesia
03:54
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tried all the pills
still can't sleep
forgot how to breathe
forgot how to eat
tried all the pills
can’t tell what to think
loving every minute
as I vomit in the sink
somehow
i still
keep waking
up.
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6. |
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Trapped by antiquity
Maddened by anxiety
Corralled into militancy
If this is my destiny
then rip off my flesh
and cast off these robes
relinquish my birthright
I’ll die
all alone.
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7. |
Live Low and Prosper
02:40
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Cashed in all your favors,
No one left to cheat.
You will find true happiness,
Starving on the street.
Wandering the chambers of a home
Snort down your last dollar,
Nothing left to eat.
You will find all that you need,
Crawling by your feet.
Wandering the chambers of a gun
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8. |
Somnote Diaries
03:30
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Exchange by vanity, or inaction
Can't make sense of it all sometimes
Pouring poison in my soul's brook
Will i live to see much more
With all these grey hairs on my soul
The disorder has grown to great
I long to feel something more
Trapped in a prison
Of chloral hydrate.
Can i rise above?
At my funeral
I don’t want any doves.
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9. |
Affordable Health Act
03:06
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Everyday
I want to die
but I try
to be fucking cool about it.
Everyday
I think to kill myself
but I don’t think
that I’ll ever have the strength
to do a fucking thing about it.
I can’t adapt.
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10. |
All Alone In Her Nirvana
03:43
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