Effigy (May 2024)

If I had a gun

would I press it against my chest?

What would I want?

If I did, did I would?

Would I want to pull the trigger

Just to watch how it bleeds?

Just to see if my blood is still red when

Black fills the heart of me

(Chorus)

Would the jewels paint the world?

Would I think

“Is this all thats left of me?”

Would the floor be cold and hard?

Or would i be relieved?

And just be relieved.

If i had a gun

How would i change the world?

If i point it at you

Would you change too?

Would you ask me to pull the trigger

Just to put the hurt down?

Just to see if it stops

And the world could just drown away.

(Chorus 2)

(Bridge)

Im a piece of art lying here rotting

Already i lie here forgotten

Im an artist who painted myself

Like society’s painted the world

Yet i am a monster

And not an effigy.

If you had a gun

Would you press it against my chest

Would i be an atom bomb

When the bullet hit the core of my soul?

Would I want you to pull the trigger

While you searched in my eyes

To see the lights dim as I

Un-became everything that you see?

(Chorus)

Infection

Bible basher
Moral smasher
Child molester
Take me to the high road (why is this the higher road now?)

Get me a new abortion
Try me another soul
Ready to burn in hell rather than burning with your lord

Jeebus christ, youre a belieber.
Why dont we just kill em all?
Seven souls, seven sins 

Youre the virus now.

Bible basher
Moral smasher
Child molester
Take me to the high road (why is this the higher road now?)

Youre the old infection Youre the same disease
Youre the mental illness
Whoring religious sleaze

Live what you learn

Lie what you learn

Ooh - Ready to burn

IM READY TO BUUUURN! (X4)

Crass Dismissed (2014)

Gonna get you a pre rape mix tape

To make sure you have a blacker heart

Its 1984 all over again

Gonna feast, gonna tear you apart

You make Snoop seem like Kid Rock

Make me want the first exit to hell

I always intended to break you

Always planned to drag you down as well

(Chorus)

Crass dismissed

Clench-ed fist

Play or fold?

This game is getting so old

Crass dismissed

Get back - into your ditch

Play or fold?

The game is over! This game is getting old.

Your eyes arent stained windows

Theyre doors back to your soul

Youre so soulless. Youre cold

Youre colder and youre getting so old

(Bridge)

Yes another raped and bleeding

(Youre drowning on empty,

Youre drowning on empty)

Yes another trapped and freezing

(Youre drowning on empty,

Youre drowning on empty)

Yes another cloned and feeding

(Youre drowning on empty,

Youre drowning on empty)

Yes another drunk and needing 

(Youre drowning on empty)

DROWNING ON EMPTY!

The sky is sliding

Falling out of your rage

Days are eeking

And you have sodden your cage

So settle your soul

And sell up your sin

The warden is wanting

Creeping out through your skin

(Chorus)

Gonna get you a pre-rape mix tape

Ga-gonna get you a pre-rape mix tape

Settle in for your triumphant escape

What mind of horror in perversive outtakes

Crass?

Oh crass!

I mean CRASS

Fucking dismissed.

Orgasmnesia (2009)

Youre running
Scared of dying

A bitter fool

You dont want it

But you’ll get it

Make a mess and 

Dont regret

Lock the door

Licking blow off a whore

Begging for more

Shrink and spit on the floor

Ive got you where i want you

Yeah, ive got you now.

(Chorus)

Your orgasm

An orgasm

Orgasmnesia

Forget it

You said it

A twisted fool

You make it

So try shake it

Pull the noose and dont let go

Lock the door

Kick the chair from your whore

Shuffle and tighten some more

Spit and sweat on the floor

Ive got you where i want you

Yeah, ive got you now

Shes got you 

Yeah she’s got you

She’s got you where she wants you

Shes got you

Shes got you now.

(x2)

Begging for more

Slow and spent on the floor

A bound and broken whore

Redeeming no more

Yeah she wants you 

Now she’s got you

But where are you now?

(Chorus)

Steel out the door 

Into the boot of your car

Digging for more

Bagged and broken on the floor

You got just what you want, you

Yeah, youve got it now

(Chorus)

Cool, Calm and Dyslexic (2009)

It shakes the jelly in your eyes
An octopus of many names
And you cant fight it
Its cool, calm & dyslexic

Its cool, calm & dyslexic
Youre spastic, fantastic 

Its cool, calm & dyslexic

Youre spastic, youre a spaz

Fight your way into your cage
Its a drain on your face 

And you despise it
Break your face on the stage

Fade to green
A gypsy mess on skitz
And where can you foster 

This mayhem, dismayhem

Its cool, calm & dyslexic
Youre spastic, fantastic 

Its cool, calm & dyslexic
Youre spastic, youre a spaz

It shakes the jelly in your eyes
A shoe of many names And you cant bite it
Youre cool, calm & dyslexic

Youre cool, calm & dyslexic
Its spastic, fantastic
Youre cool, calm & dyslexic
Its spastic, its a spaz

And be a stick in disguise 

And pose & pose & plea
Hide your shades & slide your soles 

And be a stick full of lies 

And be a beef full of pies 

And be a greet full of tyres 

And be a pot full of fries 

Just be cool calm & dyslexic

Burning Man (2010)

Youre just a bird on a wire
Youre just a snake in a cage
Youre caged and your outraged
And the hunter is out again

(Chorus)

Youre acid skin

(Youre the burning man)

Youre acid skin

(Youre the burning man)

Youre acid skin

(Youre the burning man

Youre just a bird on a wire

Youre just digging a grave

Break in combatting leeches

But the hunter is out again

Just a bird on a wire

Youre only slightly deranged

You think youre a beacon

And the hunter is out again

(Bridge)

Burning man

Churning man

Razor wire

Dont let go

Burning man

Churning man

Razor wire

Dont let go

Nobody will ever know

Nobody Fucks the Prom Queen (2012)

(Intro)
I see youre getting your fingers dirty I hear youre getting your freak on
Rumour has, you've got your finger off the trigger
Theres only one thing wrong! (NOBODY FUCKS THE PROM QUEEN!)

Youre just a skeevy little punk!
How you even get on that radar?
You make her seem so edgy
Shes gonna be a star!

(Chorus)
Theres some speculating
But youre only kinda sorta dating
Thers only one thing wrong!
Theres only one thing wrong! (NOBODY FUCKS THE PROM QUEEN!)

(Bridge)
Can you get an in? Can you get an in? Can you get an in?
No way! Cock block! No way!
Can you get an in? Can you get an in? Can you get an in?
No way! No way! No way! Nobody fucks the prom queen!

Its been so carefully planned out
Her friends will swarm about
So carefully constructed!

The edgier the icon
The more she's gonna like em
But she'll keep on holding out! (NOBODY FUCKS THE PROM QUEEN!) (x3)

Go go! Fuck up the prom queen.

Manipulated (2010)

 
Youve been hard
Ive been squandered
I told you how to beat me
You never second chanced it
Ive been weak
You've been condescending
I let it hurt
You never tried to save me -

Manipulation
Try tell me you didn't know
Made sure I knew Id lose it all It wasn't hard to beat me
And now Ive gotta cast you aside

You've been told
I gave you all the answers
That you ignored
You took a thousand chances
Im not blind
I chose to disregard
All the signs
While you twist the knife in some more

(Bridge)

You stacked the walls up higher than anyone can go
You pushed my love aside but you couldn't let me go
let you take my pride and tear it into shreds -

Manipulation
Try tell me you didn't know
Made sure I knew Id lose it all It wasn't hard to beat me
And now Ive gotta cast you aside

Ive been unwise
I wish l'd never met you

So many tries
Wish that I could forget you
You've been cold
I tried to warm the chill but Ive been shut out
And youll just walk away

Manipulation
Try tell me you didn't know
Made sure I knew Id lose it all It wasn't hard to beat me
And now Ive gotta cast you aside

Interchange (2013)

Everything's just perfect
Everything's just perfect
Everything's just perfect
Everything's just...

LIAR!

Youre just another girl
Just another girl yeah,
Just another ... NOTHING!

Put me in my place
Put me in my place yeah
Just put me down!

(chorus)
Youre all interchangable
Dont expect to ask for any better All interchangable
Dont expect any better if you dont demand yourself!
Everything's just perfect
Everything's just perfect
Everything's just perfect
Everything's just...

LIAR!

Theres no reason to believe
Reason to believe when
All the others lie to me

YOU'RE NOTHING!

Never gonna be 
Never gonna be

Dont be so serious!

(chorus)

Youre all interchangable
Dont expect to ask for any better 
All interchangable
Dont expect any better if you dont demand yourself!

Infection (2013)

Bible basher
Moral smasher
Child molester
Take me to the high road (why is this the higher road now?)

Get me a new abortion
Try me another soul
Ready to burn in hell rather than 

burning with your lord

Jeebus christ, youre a belieber.
Why dont we just kill em all?
Seven souls, seven sins 

Youre the new virus now.

Bible basher
Moral smasher
Child molester
Take me to the high road (why is this the higher road now?)

Youre the old infection 

Youre the same disease
Youre the mental illness
Whoring religious sleaze

Live what you learn
Lie what you learn
Ready to burn
IM READY TO BUUUURN!

Daddy (2013)

Daddy's little fuck up
Daddys little girl
Youre the fucking scapegoat
In his perfect world

Daddys little disappointment

Mommys screaming whore

The towns fucking bike

Never amount to something more

She's Daddys!

My little fuck up!

Youre fucking DADDYS!

My fuck up! MY FUCK UP!

Youre fucking DADDYS!

Pretty fuck! My fuck up!

C'mon to daddy!

Shake that ass! Shake that ass!

(bridge)

Youre a fucktonne of mindblow

Youre princess crack, baby 

So showcase your intellect

Come shake your tits for me, baby

Its raining more & more men

A prepubescent screw

Numbers on the toilet wall

Fingercuffs & a crew

She's Daddys!

My little fuck up!

Youre fucking DADDYS!

My fuck up! MY FUCK UP!

Youre fucking DADDYS!

Pretty fuck! My fuck up!

C'mon to daddy!

Shake that ass! Shake that ass!

Friends

Getting better slowly,

And I get it now.

Grief is wanting to be better.

To never forget

And to be scared that if life,

Cruel as it is,

Could be good again once they’re gone…

That you were never the friend you thought you were.

I have punished myself for your death

In more ways than I had hoped.

But no matter how much I try to be okay

There will always be that voice yelling

LIFE WAS BETTER WITH YOU IN IT

Because it was.

And now I have the task of trying to make it better without you.

And

I 

Don’t 

Want 

To.

Lighter Karma

Can i grab you by your 
Solar plexus

I want to whisper to the deepest you

Where you dont tread

Fear is holding you

Telling you not to ask the cheap veneer

What is behind the door

Fear of nothing you cant answer

Youve lost your light

Handed out at dirty bars

On cheap cigarettes

Youve lost your light

But curl your fingers in

Find the lighter karma

I want to dive in

Seep around your solar plexus

Slink the rib ladder and

Beat into your heart

Find where its broken and sew up the cracks

Sew it can seam less painful

See how you decorate the walls and

Straighten the paintings

Rope Drawn Mess

Every time it happens

Every. Time.

Pinched skin back behind my ears

And crack my chest

Rope drawn mess

Following my undercarriage

Hoping to pull me inside

Out again.

And creeping bones

Like my smile

Subside after a turn

When the universe is solid

But now it is all

Squirrelling guts and

Drunken moons

Pouring another snifter of swoon

Delightful haze that blinds me

Delightful as it my be

I would rather you leave me full than

Jangle my bones in the dirt again.

The Reality

Peer through

Youd never know that behind the paintings

Hangs the reality

Pouring out through

Swirling paint drips

Trying to lick the spit through the window

So you can smell it

Taste it

Recognise the same horse behind the mirror

And shaping like a moon

You settle into the warm golden glow of the night

Arked into its smile

Looks across the yard to see

The spewing mess that overtalks

Grooming your view

Assured behind duck bills the

Guts and whinneys of 

The self despaired 

The eight burns

And you are too busy

To notice

Full with nothing

Empty overflowing

Forgot to dig your toes well into the dirt

Such a hindrance.

Your bones are showing

But your soul is kept behind the shards.