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guess the song

1.

I come from scientists and atheists and white men who kill God
They make technology high quality complex physiological...
Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good
They taught me everything, just like a daddy should

And you were beautiful and vulnerable, and power and success
God, damn, I fell for you your flamethrowers, your tunnels and your tech
I studied code because I wanted to do something great like you
And the real tragedy is half of it was true

But we've been fucking mean, we're elitist
We're as flawed as any church
And this faux rad' west coast dogma has a higher fucking net worth
I bit the apple 'cause I trusted you, it tastes like Thomas Malthus
Your proposal is immodest and insane
And I hope someday Selmers rides her fucking train

I loved you, I loved you
I loved you, it's true
I wanted to be you and do what you do
I lived here, I loved here, I thought it was true
I feel so stupid and so used
I feel so used


2.

I am just a fool to keep on chasing after nothing great
You are just a fool to keep pretending that you're loving me
I don't know where I'm supposed to go
Oh oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh-oh oh

Call me on the phone at three, I talk to you while half asleep
Complaining 'bout your mother so I take you to the cemetery
Rant to me I like the sound, I like your voice, I like your mouth
Oh, oh
Mm-mm-m

Cycling to school at 7:30 in the morning
I am still your baby boy I'm stuck in 2013
Don't understand my body, Washing machine confuses me
Oh, oh
Mm-mm-m


3.

Pop
Six
Squish
Uh uh
Cicero
Lipschitz

And now, the six merry murderesses of the Cook County Jail
In their rendition of the Cell Block Tango

Cicero
Lipschitz
Pop
Six
Squish
Uh uh
Cicero
Lipschitz

Pop, six, squish, uh-uh, Cicero, Lipschitz
Pop, six, squish, uh-uh, Cicero, Lipschitz
Pop, six, squish, uh-uh, Cicero, Lipschitz

He had it comin'
He had it comin'
He only had himself to blame
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it

I betcha you would have done the same

Pop, six, squish, uh-uh, Cicero, Lipschitz
Pop, six, squish, uh-uh, Cicero, Lipschitz

You know how people have these little habits that get you down
Like Bernie
Bernie, he liked to chew gum
No, not chew, pop
So I came home this one day
And I'm really irritated
And I'm looking for a little bit o' sympathy
And there's Bernie lyin' on the couch, drinkin' a beer and chewin'
No, not chewin'
Poppin'
So, I said to him, I said "You pop that gum one more time"
And he did
So I took the shotgun off the wall
And I fired two warning shots
Into his head


4.

This one goes out to the barrel
May she rest in peace

Well there once was a day that you were home alone
And you realized you didn't have a car of your own
So sittin' there strugglin' to come up with a plan
You said "Hell yeah, I need a van"

You called up an uber and went down to the shop
To figure out what kind of vans they got
Purple, orange, red and green
But you said "That white one is more like me"

Through all the toughest times in life
She's always been there rollin' by your side

Oh, the Barrel
Lovin' you since that day
The Barrel
Takin' you to any place
The Barrel
Huggin' that old asphalt, yeah
The Barrel
And she'll always be rollin


5.

Ever on and on I continue circling
With nothing but my hate in a carousel of agony
Till slowly I forget and my heart starts vanishing
And suddenly I see that I can't break free, I'm
Slipping through the cracks of a dark eternity
With nothing but my pain and the paralyzing agony
To tell me who I am, who I was
Uncertainty enveloping my mind
Till I can't break free, and

Maybe it's a dream; maybe nothing else is real
But it wouldn't mean a thing if I told you how I feel
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night
You can tell me what to say; you can tell me where to go
But I doubt that I would care, and my heart would never know
If I make another move there'll be no more turning back
Because everything will change, and it all will fade to black

Will tomorrow ever come? Will I make it through the night?
Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light?
Am I hurting? Am I sad? Should I stay, or should I go?
I've forgotten how to tell. Did I ever even know?
Can I take another step? I've done everything I can
All the people that I see I will never understand
If I find a way to change, if I step into the light
Then I'll never be the same, and it all will fade to white