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Something Awful

by Air Raid

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1.
Deathoholic 03:57
Every moment not spent killing is very unfulfilling Run you down Shoot you up Decapitate, your head I punt (Your head, I punt) This addiction great to have No detox, no fucking rehab Just need a body to mutilate I'd rather slaughter than masturbate Sadistic Your death brings my life Euphoric So drunk on the thrill Deathoholic I must kill them! Hate the bottle and the pipe Don't want to gamble or fucking fight The thing that alters my state of mind A strong narcotic called homicide (It's called homicide) It's an urge to get so high I can't stop, don't want to try Double vision I feel no pain go out and kill, every night the same Sadistic Your death brings my life Euphoric So drunk on the thrill I can't stop killing! I need more killing! I love killing! This addiction great to have Fuck your stupid 12 step program Taking lives my vice of choice Finding pleasure ending a voice Your death brings my life So drunk on the thrill DEATHOHOLIC
2.
A crowded shopping mall Most mobs are lame, ours takes balls A lovely day to die The plan is in effect Message sent, date is set Watches are synchronized Mass Suicide Flashmob Art is in the eye of the beholder Beauty, in the mind of the performer Meaningful expression, not a stunt The problem is we only perform our act once Enjoy our exhibition No survivors Front row splash guard, free admission Watch us die! Slit throats, chugging bleach elevators crush those beneath Escalators grind skin One soul self immolates Off the roof, a leap of faith To not applaud would be a sin
3.
I want to cause you pain But I don't know what to do I've exhausted all my options I've got to think of something new I look around the room to see what I have here I don't know why I have a helium tank but I've got a new idea STICK IT IN BLOW IT UP Your face it shows confusion as I drag over the tank The expression changes to horror as from your pants, your dick I yank As what I'm about to do starts to take hold within I open up the valve and shove the hose in STICK IT IN BLOW IT UP The gas it flows inside Skin starts to expand Bigger than before Will your cock float before it explodes? STICK IT IN BLOW IT UP
4.
AIDS Bullet 03:27
I have acquired a deficiency My immune system is the enemy The body withers, feeling weak My doctor said the prognosis is bleak I share too many needles and fuck too many different people Life caught up with me, now I have HIV Time to display my generosity I must spread the love Alone is not a pleasant way to die Bring random strangers along for the ride Art of seduction takes too long Deliver my gift, conviction is strong I formulate a plan Pop a vein and bust a nut Diseased fluids drain onto full metal jackets Malevolent method to infect the masses I spread the HIV I spread the love Your doctors gasp I laugh as I reach for the gun AIDS BULLET Be patient and aim - for an arm or a leg Survive the gunshot - but now you have AIDS EMT's are speechless (STD's and sniper tactics) My actions are grievous (Hollow points and prophylactics) The surgeons scratch their heads (Entry wound not lubricated) Cherry popped by hot lead (Climax reached by never sated) You have acquired my deficiency My immune system is your enemy The body withers, feeling sick Contract the HIV without getting the dick Don't worry you're not alone My magazine can hold a lot more rounds Needles and bullets, the flesh is tearing Mother always said, "Sharing is caring!"
5.
PATIENT A life of decadence without consequence I want what I want NOW Endless luxury, excess and gluttony I'll get what I want NOW Fill my needs in any way I can Where my desire leads, I am denied by no man I go all through the night to feed my appetite I'll have what I want NOW Hungry or horny, money is the key I'll fuck what I want NOW Fill my needs in anyone I can Where my desire leads, whether it's woman or man But from all the stress my asshole is a mess Too much of what I want NOW From dildos inhumane; protraction, blood, and pain I need a doctor NOW Filled my needs in any way I could Where my desire led, I didn't think if I should DOCTOR We can rebuild Rebuild your ass Technology Will save your ass We will rebuild rebuild your ass Big, new, and strong Bionic ASS Come in, sit down. You can't? That's right! We'll get you prepped and in right now. Your ass is in good hands, fret not! I know you'll love the things that we do! PATIENT Doc I don't care about what I'll pay Money is no object, just make it go away Do what you will and whatever you can If you make it better, you'll be a rich man DOCTOR Good! Now we can proceed I'm sure that we will succeed Lie down and count back from ten Now let's begin Heal the damage that's been done Work through the steps one by one His hole will reshape the world! Chaos unfurled! PATIENT I arise from my sleep and know something has changed I can feel the power inside! Bonded with my being robotic design Our objective is clear: to KILL We will not know fear We will not know pain The world will know my hole, and they will DIE!
6.
It's a hilarious and deadly combination Sheltered and privileged, you live with no consequence Party with other people's cash But your days are numbered, you live with no common sense When you stray further then the grass The pressure of stardom causes internal torment (You use hard drugs numerous kinds) They called you a genius, but you fall short of brilliant (When you use them at the same time) It's a hilarious and deadly combination The only thing better would be assassination Or perhaps a shotgun suicide Weeping from the sheer frustration (Let out a chuckle) As the Hollywood elite O.D. and die You were found on the ground in a puddle of dark red puke Bogus life, then you die. this is how they will remember you The obituary was filled with blank emotion, but cause of death was sort of vague Opiates, ecstasy, eight hundred dollar champagne The list would fill a second page So much for that Oscar, they auction off your next role (Snorting lines off you at the wake) Forced mourning for a month, but then the show must go on (Twelve more carbon copies to take your place)
7.
Our species squanders evolution Hardwired hate and jealousy Excess and poverty are all too common Disappointment a global theme Endless battles are caused by different gods and unlike flesh Progress equals footprints on the moon Our first mistake was when we crawled out of the sea into a bright green paradise now turning gray (Opportunity - Opportunity for cruelty) Never pass up a chance to ruin someone's day Broken promise Infidelity inverts a smile Civil warfare Familiar enemies stacked in a pile Wrong convictions Primetime TV Self indulgent tragedy Sadomasochistic opportunity World leaders attend lavish banquets Subjects scrape by and sacrifice Technology is racing forward while character drags years behind Charity is a status symbol Just like frivolity and greed Might makes right Price makes might One day a red sun breaks the cycle, and sets us free Our second error is when we crawled down from the trees Picked up a rock and smashed the face of paradise (Opportunity - Opportunity for cruelty) Never ignore a chance to fuck up someone's life
8.
I talk to God everyday He says he hates all things gay If you take it in the butt you must die you homo slut Judgement comes for those who sin No repentance, can't get in Heaven's love will have no smear Down to Hell you evil queer! If you think we're wrong We'll come to your town No, it won't be long (Till you hear our message, yell it loud!) God would never lie Heed the words we say You deserve to die (If you allow scum like this to thrive!) Ever watching All things knowing You can't escape his wrath divine! The rage and lies In your yells and cries It can't shake my faith Written on my picket sign I have done God's work today So I leave smile on my face Suddenly a light ahead.... My God, he shows himself to me! But why is he down on his knees? NO! There I see; his mouth his wide, his head nods approvingly The stranger smiles at me Then he pushes harder, faster, deeper in So I run to get away, with visions of that BJ haunting me BALLS TO CHIN DEEP INSIDE No, it can't! This has to be untrue, the Lord would never lie! Now the image growing, going deeper in Can't go on with my life knowing that it has been a lie GOD HE LOVES THE COCK I KNOW NOW I'll end my life because I can't go on knowing God swallows!

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- Tracked and mixed by Pete Grossman at Bricktop Studios

- Mastered by Brad Boatright at Audiosiege Engineering

-Awful faces made by Princess Macabre Dave Fitzpatrick, and cover art by Janet @ Debris Designs

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released September 1, 2016

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Air Raid Chicago, Illinois

Started in 2002, Air Raid has seen lineup and musical direction changes. We are currently dedicated to fucking your ear holes with our blend of thrash and death metal.

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